Being Gay Is Like Glitter, It Never

Basically I Can't Sleep Without Every Single Song I'm Writing Repeating Endlessly, But I'm Loving It Again. Embracing The Torture, As I'm Assaulted By My Own Thoughts. Like A Locust Giving Birth To Earworms. Eeeeew!

Sweat It Out Then Back Home To My Man To Make Dinner. #hauswife

Because The Sweeter The Cake, The More Bitter The Jelly Can Be.

Being Different Is A Talent. You Illuminate What Makes You Special In The Sea Of Sameness Around You.

I Don't Feel Like I Look Like The Other Perfect Little Pop Singers. I Think I'm Changing What People Think Is Sexy.