“I’ve been songwriting for a long time, usually while on the road, as a way to get my feelings out.”

2015 was really the hardest and the best year of my life. I learned a lot. I went through a lot of personal heartbreak, loss, and turmoil. I had to find my way out of sinking under the weight of it and it was the hardest thing I had to do.

I don’t really listen to any of the gossip.

I’ve always written songs for the sake of my own sanity and expression.

It’s more than Fifth Harmony, the girl group – it’s a sisterhood.

At the end of the day nobody’s perfect and everybody’s weird whether they embrace it or not.

The whole point of music is being able to share your story.

Whether or not someone sexualizes you for wearing an outfit, that’s their problem and not yours.

I’ve always written songs that were confessional, acoustic, wordy – my writing style matches my personality. The music always has to match the mouth it comes out of.

My general thing is, if you feel cute in your outfit, then your outfit is cute.

In the music industry, there’s often a lot of egos and people aren’t always very supportive, but we cheer each other on and we push each other to be better.

I like to know that when I’m 90 years old, I’m going to be able to look at a song or poem I wrote and say, “Wow! I remember I was so crazy about this person,” or “I remember what that day felt like.”

It’s okay not to be perfect. Your imperfections are what make you YOU. And at the end of the day, people like real people, flaws and all. At least I do.

Take a deep breath, listen to your favorite song and realize everything is gonna be okay, nothing is permanent.

There’s no freedom like the freedom that comes from accepting yourself.

There’s this quote that says “friendship isn’t how long you’ve known someone, but who walked into your life, said ‘I’m here for you’ and proved it.”

I’m excited to be home, not wear makeup, and wear onesies.

Whatever I feel is not a choice, but dwelling on it is, so I stand up and walk and walk and walk a w a y.

Fear is such a powerful emotion for humans that when we allow it to take us over, it drives compassion right out of our hearts.

We feel that our actions are voluntary when they follow a decision and involuntary when they happen without decision.

The way you rip off my clothes makes me feel like I am a gift, your gift that you can wait to unfold.

The moon felt brighter, I smelt flowers as if they bloomed in winter and felt the sun bless my skin in darkness. My mind was healing and i could feel again.

The higher up you go, the more they feel like you owe them something.

You ever felt empty inside but you try to hide it

Being confident feels great. But there is a risk involved of you being too proud of yourself. How is this dangerous? You don’t realize this.