I Find It Almost Comforting To Count

I've Been Very Lucky In The Characters I've Chosen. Up Until Last Year I Was A Nobody. I Did Jobs I Booked Because I Needed To Put Food In My Mouth.

I Had To Surrender To Not Worrying About The Way I Looked, How Much I Weighed...i Am Not A Woman Whose Self-worth Comes From Her Dress Size.

I Feel Like When I Arrive At The Hospital I Want A Glass Of Whiskey, I Want The Epidural In My Back. And, I Want To Get Hit In The Face With A Baseball Bat...

We As Human Beings Are Slightly Masochistic. Everybody Is Ridden With Insecurities And They Manifest Themselves In Different Ways, Whether You're A Pleaser, You're Mean, You're Super-duper Sweet And Get Walked On, Or You're A Gossip That Talks About Someone Else.

I Think When There's So Much Information To Be Eaten Up, And So Many Ways To Do It, People Cling To Groups. I Think We, As Monkeys, Want To Live In Smaller Groups.