I'm always just surprised when someone writes something about me.

My baby lives in shades of blue, blue eyes and jazz and attitude.

Life is a velvet crowbar hitting you over the head, youre bleeding syrup amour, bleeding to death.

I'm happy when things are just kind of calm. I love going to the ocean. I love driving. I love going to shows. Just being with people I really have fun with. I love the summer. I'm happy in the summer. Love hot, hot weather. I'm happy when I'm making a record, most of the time.

Being human is difficult. Some people make it more difficult than others. I was one of those people.

I'm personally more struck by visual things more than musical.

If my choice is to, I don’t know, be with a lot of men, or if I enjoy a really physical relationship, I don’t think that’s necessarily being anti-feminist. For me the argument of feminism never really should have come into the picture. Because I don’t know too much about the history of feminism, and so I’m not really a relevant person to bring into the conversation. Everything I was writing was so autobiographical, it could really only be a personal analysis.