You talk to people and they seem really nice and then you read what they write and it's very disillusioning. You have to deal with how people let you down in terms of that. Because I think I'm basically a nice person and I think I'm a real person, and a lot of people aren't.

Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that but not with all those flies and death and stuff.

Once I was a prisoner lost inside myself with the world surrounding me, wandering through the misery, but now I am free. Free to love, free to laugh, free to soar, free to shine, free to give.

Butterflies are always following me, everywhere I go.

when you feel like hope is gone, look inside you and be strong and you'll finally see the truth- that hero lies in you.

I really rebel against authority.

I'm not a subscriber to walking into large corporate entities that I have to walk into and be waiting in line, because then I have to stand there.