I have an opinion. I have my own taste.

My mom started understanding how many people take advantage of a child, so she hired smart people to protect me in that way. I'm happy that when I was younger, people protected me and put me in a position where I can now control my music.

Why, when people are starving, am I on a carpet that's red? Because I'm "important"? Because I'm "famous"? That's not how I roll.

It’s hard to imagine that our love is a story with an end.

My 13-year-old self would have beaten up my 17-year-old self because she would be like, 'You're a sellout!'

I try to not work too many Sundays. At least on Sunday nights, I try to chill out a little bit. I call it Sunday Funday.

I did not grow up spoiled in any way. I just wanted to be on TV.