The only man who has stolen my heart is my son.
I have a thing for red-haired Irish boys, as we know.
I can't cry on demand. I need to feel what I'm feeling. I can't just say, 'Give me a moment' and then cry.
Now, I love men, but I don't need to always be talking about them.
I don't want to not enjoy where I am at this very moment. So, every time I plan something the exact opposite happens. I hope that I'm always satisfied and content like I am right at this very moment.
I don’t think there’s ever what could be called a "chilled state" in my head.