It doesn't matter if you're play-pretending crying or play-pretending laughing, you're still play-pretending.

What made me feel empowered was the gun, not the clothes. Like if I had the gun, it didn't matter what your size was, what your stature was.

I think that you have to restrain yourself from googling your name and have other hobbies and desires and wants. You do a million things. You go to school, you write, you read, you blog.

Putting the makeup on, not a problem. Taking the makeup off, every night.... it makes your face swell.

What's funny about my group of friends is that none of us ever went to the same school. None of us lived in the same part of town.

My parents went through hell and back. They came to America with suitcases and a family of seven and $250, and that's it.

I really, truly believe in learning from other people's mistakes.