Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end.

Single life is so overrated. It sucks.

My way probably wont work for most people but the more I got naked the more comfortable I felt.

I love reading people. I really enjoy watching, observing, and being able to figure out a person, the reason they wore that dress, the reason they smell the way they do.

People forget that after we get to our hotel rooms at night, we take a shower, we watch TV, eat room service and do normal things. Behind our image, we are still human beings.

Anything that feels familiar and comfortable [is home]. It's wherever I feel safe and safest. Most of the time, that's just Barbados. It's warm, it's beautiful, it's the beach, it's my family, it's the food, it's the music. Everything feels familiar, feels right and feels safe. So, Barbados is home for me.

Love is great, love is fine. Out the box, out of line. The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more.