Self-loathing doesn't keep me from being happy. But that doesn't mean I don't struggle.

I like someone who has a super gentle spirit and energy. I’m really gentle, and so I like a boy who will treat me that way.

I don't want to have people get completely sick of me before I've ever even done something legitimate.

Life on earth is like college and we're all just trying to pass the courses.

My sense of humor doesn't translate well into print, some of the things I say can be offensive or found offensive even though I don't mean them that way. So I have been told to try and censor myself here and there. I'm trying, but I'm not really succeeding at it.

Boys in their twenties are a waste of time. They have nothing to offer conversationally; they're immature. I feel like I have a better shot with someone in his thirties.

I still like the run and gun action movies and how truly dangerous it can be to make these films.