“Heart made of glass and my mind of stone.”

You’re italic, I’m in bold.

You’re italic, I’m in bold.

Being an artist is way more interesting than just being a model because it’s about you and what you want to be.

You can write a song about being in love with someone, but you don’t have to be in love with anyone.

I find a lot of inspiration through visuals. When I was 12, I saw Aurora’s ‘Runaway’ music video. Something inside me clicked, like, ‘That is what I want to do, no matter whether it goes anywhere or not.’

I’m pretty sure I don’t have any songs that are about how much I love someone. They’re all either about, like, ‘I hate you,’ or ‘You make me hate me.

I’m super self-critical, which I think is good, because then I get exactly what I want. I’m critical of other people, too – I try not to be, though.

In real life, I’m a really smiley person. I smile when I talk and I laugh.

I think it’s really cool when artists have song titles or album names that are a really conversational sentence.

I love people talking about me; I love anybody just looking at me.

I think everybody deserves an equal amount of appreciation whether how old they are, but I mean, I’m cool with the praise. I’m good.

Pretty much my whole life, I’ve been a performer and have loved singing and writing songs in my room for my own ears.

I used to write random little stupid things when I was five, but then the first song I really wrote was one called Fingers Crossed.

Time is kind of an amazing thing because you can do so much with it. I think people underestimate time. I don’t want to just sit on my phone for hours.

I really love Linkin Park, and I loved Chester Bennington, and it is horrible what happened to him.

I don’t really get nervous that much, or if I do, only I know. It’s all inside me. I am good at hiding everything.

Wish I could be a fragile piece of glass to accept my brokenness.

I have a heart of glass, When I break I don’t fall apart, I shatter.

She was too much for you…Pouring her love onto you, she thought she would quench your thirst, but you drowned…She didn’t know your heart was just a shot glass and not a continent.

I used to think my heart was made of glass the way it was so easy for you to shatter it.

They say diamonds are made under pressure, but what if I made of glass? and what if I’ll break?

There’s some beauty in a girl holding a glass of wine.

I can walk around the city whole night looking up at the moon and the stars, but I’ll need a glass of wine and a lot of you by my side.

Give me some music and a glass of wine.