I wake up every morning and it's like when you break up with somebody who has really broken your heart.
I think you can be defiant and rebellious and still be strong and positive.
I'll rest when I'm dead. I'm hungry and life is short!
Love is a bird... she needs to fly.
I hate polite conversation. I hate it when people stand around and go, "Hi, how are you?" I hate words that don't have any reason or meaning. Also I hate it when people smoke in elevators and closed in places. It's just so rude.
I worked for everything that I got and I worked long and hard before I got to this point so when I got it I thought I deserve it.