I Haven't Gone Completely Insane, But It

In The Past, I've Been Reluctant To Share Any Bits Of Truth About Myself Or To Really Let People In On My Reality. So I Have Said Some Things To Throw People Off The Scent Of What's Really Going On In My Life. So I Have Sort Of Aided The Media In Printing These Misconceptions, Which I Regret.

Having Been In A Relationship Since I Was 18, I'm Very Domestic, But I Don't Enjoy Cooking For Myself. I Don't Mind Cooking For Other People... But I Don't Like Cleaning Or Washing Dishes, Although I Don't Mind Doing Laundry.

I Don’t Want To Have To Be Like A Scarlett Johansson – Who I Have Nothing Against, But I Don’t Want To Have To Go On Talk Shows And Pull Out Every Single Sat Word I’ve Every Learned To Prove, Like, ‘take Me Seriously, I Am Intelligent, I Can Speak.’ I Don’t Want To Have To Do That. I Resent Having To Prove That I’m Not A Retard – But I Do. And Part Of It Is My Own Fault.

I Was Always übersexual...i Was Always Wearing The Smallest Clothes I Could Find. I Would Go To The Mall Like That — In A Short, Short Skirt And A Giant Wedge Heel. That's What You Do When You're A Teenage Girl In A Small Town.

It's An Immense Amount Of Pressure, Celebrity Itself.