Every video I'm in, every magazine cover, they stretch you; they make you perfect. It's not real life.

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

My concerts are about me being very private in public, but I'm very protective.

I would stare into the bright lights and imagine I could do anything. Be anything. And I would tell myself it would be me up there one day.

I don't like Los Angeles. The people are awful and terribly shallow, and everybody wants to be famous but nobody wants to play the game. I'm from New York. I will kill to get what I need.

They're not prosthetics. They're my bones. They come out when I’m inspired. They've always been inside of me, but I have been waiting for the right time to reveal to the universe who I truly am.

I'm doing everything that I can, working with experts, really studying the statistics to figure out a way we can make it cool or normal to be kind and loving.