To Actually Be Allowed To Be Beautiful

I Was Born In Washington, D.c., And I Was Raised In Milwaukee.

Right Now One In Three Teenagers Meets The Medical Criteria For Addiction, Which Is Scary. I'm So Driven Because When I Walked Into Rehab, I Was Like, "am I Still Drunk? Did The Guys Give Me The Wrong Address? Am I At A Summer Camp?" And It Kills Them. Deaths Attributed To Drugs And Alcohol Have Overtaken All Other Emergency-room Deaths.

Onstage, I Was Never The Ingenue.

I Was A Full Foot Taller Than Any Child My Age.

To Actually Be Allowed To Be Beautiful Is A Total First For Me.