Breakups Are A Horrible Thing For Almost

I Think Some People Think I'm A Smarty-pants. Some People Think I'm Intense, Some People Think I'm Super-esoteric And Nuts.

When I Was Producing On My Own, I Was Doing It In Order To - In A Very Patriarchal Entertainment Industry, Let Alone Planet - Very Much Hell-bent On Trying To Prove To Myself, If Nothing Else, That I Could Do It As A Woman.

When I Was 11 Years Old And I Was On A Road Trip With My Family. I Turned To My Dad And Said, "do You Believe In Adam And Eve?" And He Said He Didn't Think So. I Remember That Felt Like A Slap In The Face, Because If My Parents Questioned Adam And Eve, Then They Potentially Questioned Everything Within Catholicism. Eventually That Idea Led To My Feeling Liberated, But At That Time It Was Very Scary.

The Ego Is A Fascinating Monster.

There's A Continuity Between What I Care About In Any Form: I Care About It In My Music, In Article-writing, In How I Dress, In How I Live, In My Relationships, In How I Navigate Paparazzi, How I Decorate My Home. There's Such A Continuity Between Everything That I Don't Really Care What Form It Shows Up In.