I don't really care what people think about my hair. It's my hair, so why should they care? Ooh, that rhymed.

I say find one true friend to help you get through the tough times.

I hate the word gothic but I would like to try doing something like that. A gothic sound, not rock, but gothic. There's a difference.

I feel good in my own skin because I've accepted the fact that I'm me. That's what's so great about being alive and being on this planet: Everybody's different.

It's really hard seeing somebody you love be in pain and be ill and there's nothing you can do. What's interesting is people act in so many different ways. You know, some people run away, some people get angry, some people fall apart. It's like everybody has a different way of dealing with stuff like that.

I don't really care what people think about my hair. It's my hair, so why should they care? Ooh, that rhymed.

My brother is the one that gives me the strength - if he's not strong, I'm not.