It is so expensive to take care of my hair and keep it looking like I was born with it, when my real hair is the color of rat fur.

I'm capable of living in the moment. And I'm especially capable of living in the moment of sitting on my sofa and watching other people's moments.

I don't listen to the national anthem ironically. It's a beautiful song. I love it!

I don't feel intimidated by any of the people I'm talking to or the situations I find myself in. I just try to make my nana proud.

Everybody is agreeing so tersely. I just had a flashback to the month before my parents finally admitted they were getting a divorce.

I'm shy, but I'm not clinically shy. I don't have social anxiety disorder or anything like that. I more have a gentle shyness. Like, I have a little trouble mingling at parties.

It's like you can't even go on the radio anymore and condemn a whole subset of people to hell without getting some blowback.