I Don't Understand People Who Have Sex

I Read A Quote The Other Day That Said Comparison Is A Brutal Assault Upon One's Self. And What Happens Is That You're Saying That You're Not Good Enough.

The Last Couple Of Years Were Hell. Like, I Can't Even Tell You, It Was So Hard. I Didn't Know How To Handle It. But I Think I'm In A Much Better Place Now, Because I Stepped Away For A Second And Took A Breath. Hollywood Is A Funny Place. It Offers So Much, But It Can Also Take A Lot Away From You.

In The Story Shoes Are Just A Metaphor For What These Girls Go Through...the Grass Is Always Greener And Everyone Always Wants To Be In Somebody Else's Shoes; They Don't Want To Be In Their Own.

I'm Very Happy With The Way I Look. I Wake Up Some Morning, Catch Myself In The Bathroom Mirror, And Go, 'hey Girl, You're Alright'. But On The Other Hand, I Find The Website Stuff, And The Polls, Something Completely Removed From My Own Personal Life. You Can't Take Anything Like That Too Seriously, Otherwise You'd End Up In The Loony Bin.

The Best Time Of Day For Sex Is Anytime Because It's Sex.