I'm Like A Child Who Belongs To

Down On The West Coast I Get This Feeling Like It All Could Happen.

No Matter How Many People Give Me Advice, I Am Going To Do What My Heart Tells Me To Do

As Soon As The First Person Wrote About Me, The Articles Became Just Blatant, All-out Lies. I Consider It Slander. If I Cared More, I'd Kill Them.

In New York I Pretty Much Live In Diners - I Order French Fries, Diet Coke Floats And Lots Of Coffee.

If My Choice Is To, I Don’t Know, Be With A Lot Of Men, Or If I Enjoy A Really Physical Relationship, I Don’t Think That’s Necessarily Being Anti-feminist. For Me The Argument Of Feminism Never Really Should Have Come Into The Picture. Because I Don’t Know Too Much About The History Of Feminism, And So I’m Not Really A Relevant Person To Bring Into The Conversation. Everything I Was Writing Was So Autobiographical, It Could Really Only Be A Personal Analysis.