I Can't Stand Unpacking.

My Inner Child Is Not Wounded.

I'm Not A Violent Person And I Don't Hit People.

I Had A Wonderful Childhood. My Parents Were A Dream To Me.

I'd Be More Than Willing To Give Names And Phone Numbers Of Every Makeup Artist I Worked With.

I'm Unbelievably Claustrophobic, And I Have Really Bad Anxiety. There Were A Few Moment When I Was Very Dramatic And Thought, 'i'm Not Going To Live Through This. I'm Going To Hyperventilate And Just Die. Right Here In Jail.'