My Suit Blew Up Into A Parachute.

I Was A Little Troublemaker. Always Trying To Get In Trouble, Always Mischief, Like Throwing Rocks At Cars When I Was Younger, All That Kind Of Stuff.

No Matter What, Like, I Couldn't - I Could Break A World Record, Get An Olympic Gold Medal, And My Mom Would Be, Like, You Could Have Done Better. But You Looked Pretty. That's What She Says All The Time.

I'm Not Jealous Of Anybody, Because I'm Going To Live My Life The Way I Want To Live It. I'm Not Going To Be Like, "oh My God They Have This, I Want That."

Too Travel Is Sometimes Better To Arrive!

It's Not Like I'm Looking For A Blonde Or A Brunette, Light-skinned Or Dark-skinned. I Feel Like I Give Any Girl A Fighting Chance.