Tonight love and hate met in St. Louis. And love outnumbered the hate, in poetic thousands. Hate left. But love stayed. + Together, we sang.

Pop music will never be low brow.

And don't worry, if I get thrown in jail in Manila, Beyonce will just bail me out. Sold out night 2 in the Philippines. I love it here!

For all my love little monsters i am your mom you are my child in my hand i protect you like my eyes but dont worry ill cacth you if you fall.

I was called really horrible, profane names very loudly in front of huge crowds of people, and my schoolwork suffered at one point.

It's not really cool any more to have sex all the time. It's cooler to be strong and independent.

I don't care what people think about me, I care what they think about themselves.