You're supposed to have friends you can tell anything to.

People say, like, "I love when you smile because part of your mouth goes up," then I never organically smile again.

I love making videos on my couch. You can put those on the Internet fast. I can express myself.

I just don't let that mentality be a part of my world.

I do love the idea of ritual.

As soon as a woman is old enough to have an opinion and have a voice and be unafraid, she's very much encouraged by all sorts of people to crawl under a rock and die. And it's so weird. My crime is not dying.

I mean, I love being with friends and I love kissing and loving someone to pieces. But it's hard to find someone who doesn't ultimately start judging you and your choices.