Basically I can't sleep without every single song I'm writing repeating endlessly, but I'm loving it again. Embracing the torture, as I'm assaulted by my own thoughts. Like a locust giving birth to earworms. Eeeeew!

I realized my father's sister Joanne, who died at 19 had instilled her spirit in me.

Sunblock! I don't like to tan my face because it's bad for wrinkles.

It's hard to be strong and be weak at the same time. So I spent a lot of time sitting still. Sitting still for hours, not moving a muscle. Really concentrated work, so I'm ready. I'm ready for my performance.

cause it's a hard life, with love in the world. and i'm a hard girl, loving me is like chewing on pearls.

I believe that if you have revolutionary potential, you must make the world a better place.

I don't see myself as ever being like anybody else.