“I’ve always followed my heart and pursued my dreams, and I imagine that people find it inspiring.”

I held the snake at VMA’s one time and decided to go ahead 20 years later and become the motherfucking snake myself.

As a mother, the one thing that always goes through your head is, You’re never enough. You never can be enough – or do enough – for your kids. It’s a never-ending issue for me.

I know not everyone will like me, but this is who I am so if you don’t like it, tough!

I don’t allow anybody to change me. I still walk outta my house in rollers and I take walks.

I did not have implants, I just had a growth spurt.

Whereas before I was a young, blonde girl who would do what she was told. I know who I am as a person and I’m getting damn strong.

I’m pretty normal, you know?

I’m into the food in Vegas. I’m willing to go to nice restaurants for sushi and stuff like that.

I definitely like to go out and dance. I’m a big vibe person when it comes to music so a song really has to make me feel a certain way in order for me to fall in love with it.

I have to feel connected before I record and the song has to spark something inside me. Very few songs do that. I guess it’s a good process because I love all of my music.

I still have a lot to learn about the business, music, and about myself, it’s exciting.

I’m very boring. I’m a mom. I’m 34 years old.

I would really, really, really like to be a legend like Madonna. Madonna knows what to do next, and when she’s performing, the audience is just in awe of her.

I dress the way I want. I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not.

The cool thing about being famous is traveling. I have always wanted to travel across seas, like to Canada and stuff.

I wish my hair was thicker, and I wish my feet were prettier. My toes are really ugly. I wish my ears were smaller. And my nose could be smaller too.

We are well aware of the task ahead of us in what will be a very difficult match but which we all dream of playing.

I dream about the body I wish I had and all the ways I could be touched in it.

My doom is, I love thee still. Let no man dream but that I love thee still.

Then the song of a whitethroat, pure and ethereal, with the dreamy quality of remembered joy.

I write poetry in my sleep because you only visit me in my dreams.

Travel through the stars with me in my nostalgic dream of summer nights, white wine, and sleeping under nature’s canopy.

Nothing comes to a sleeper but a dream.

I dream about the lover I wish I had, and all the ways I could be touched by him.