If reality TV has taught us anything, it's that you can't keep people with no shame down.

If I have learned anything from my SIMS family: When a child doesn't see his father enough he starts to jump up and down, then his mood level will drop until he pees himself.

I've been writing for myself since I was a teenager - I got into top-lining for some other artists/producers, but the focus was always on my own stuff.

Can't one human being not like another human being? Can't we all just not get along?

After all, isn't that what really draws the line between childhood and adulthood, knowing that you are solely responsible for yourself? If so, then my childhood ended at fifteen.

I love Gwen Stefani's style, I think she's dope.

My heart's pounding like I'm watching Oprah's farewell season.