Sweat it out then back home to my man to make dinner. #hausWife

The instrument that I never learned how to play was my fans. You know, they are the part of the story that nobody teaches you. I just want to do the right thing; I want to be a voice with them, among them.

I used to get made fun of for being either too provocative or too eccentric, so I started to tone it down. I didn't fit in, and I felt like a freak.

My "home" is a controversial topic. I don't exactly have one. I live all over the world.

If you are not honorable enough to fight without prejudice, go home.

The blurring of fantasy and reality is something that the Japanese herald in their life, in their day-to-day commercialism.

People love the chaos in my brain, but I'm terrified of it.