People think I'm so confident. Close family members can see through that.

You do get some weirdos, but if there are any nice people out there who want to write to me pleasantly, then they'll get a pleasant reply back!

I like my old nose. If I could get it out the cupboard and put it on, then I would.

All I want is a gentleman. I'm sick to bloody death of bastards.

When I was growing up, I said I wanted to be a model, but people said I had no chance and when I realized my ambition, people in the business still continued to state negative stuff.

I sometimes wonder what this person or that person might be like in bed.

I'm so loud, as if I know what I'm on about, but deep inside, I'm so insecure. Just a little girl.