At school my boobs were bigger than all my friends' and I was afraid to show them. Now, I feel they make my outfits look better. They're like an accessory.

I surround myself with love and look forward to being in love.

I try not to read blogs. The comments are extremely harsh.

I always wonder if what I'm wearing will be something that people would compliment, or want to wear. I don't ever get ready just for myself, ever.

Isn't it weird that I'm getting all emotionable?

I'm not anorexic. I'm from Texas. Are there people from Texas that are anorexic? I've never heard of one. And that includes me.

I beat myself up in the studio because I know that a lot of people are expecting me to fail.