I'm human here, people. I'm not the Dalai Lama. But I'm trying.

Breakup blackout is when you're so upset and you've been crying so much that you basically black out for a couple of days. You wake up to mascara caked on your face and empty ice cream cartons everywhere, and your iTunes has, like, four new really bad romantic comedies you've rented. And your friends are texting you, and for three days you're in this black hole.

Love doesn't care if you're gay, straight, or transgender. Your heart's gonna get broken. You're gonna turn into a crazy person.

You have to be the nice one!

Love is the only unifier in the world. We've all felt exactly the same way. It'll make you crazy and it'll make you ecstatic and that's true for everyone.

When I was a kid you didn't have Twitter or Instagram where as soon as you walk out of a building a photo of you is up within two minutes or a million people are commenting and saying nasty things. I found a different confidence because I realized that you can't base your self-worth on the opinions of others.

Everybody is going to have an opinion on you; not everyone is going to like you. You can't live your life based on other people's opinions of you or let that change what you do or how you feel about yourself, because then you're not living.