I wouldn't say that cutting was pleasurable, but there is a sense of euphoria that follows cutting yourself. The quick pinch of pain and the sight of blood snaps you back to the surface and you start to appreciate being alive.

A lot of my friends are artists or musicians or single parent families and I'm totally aware of how difficult it is for them to make ends meet.

When somebody asks me a question, I try to be as straightforward about it as possible. I try not to overthink what I'm going to say in an interview.

We should never listen to our feelings. They lead us astray.

I love pop music. Who doesn't?

I want to hear an alternative viewpoint, and I don't want girls to be defanged and declawed and pretty and mute.

One day I realized that it didn't matter whether people loved me or not.