“I feel like, with makeup, I really picked it up on my own. There’s no one really in my family – my grandma is probably the closest – who loves makeup like I do.”

It feels like I’ve been singing since I was born, and I have so many great memories with my family and friends centred around music.

Don’t attack a girl because you see one photo of her and a guy in public.

Something most people don’t know about me is that I’m quite the loner, I would say. I don’t really ever leave my house.

It breaks my heart that some of my fans think that because they love me and they idolize me, they have to be just like me and dress like me and act like me.

To my younger self, I would say not to be so hard on yourself. I think that you are your biggest critic.

I want to do things that are true to me and give people a sense of who I am.

I usually go to sleep with wet hair. When I wake up, it either has a really pretty wave, or I look like a poodle.

Do what you want to do, and don’t feel pressure to do what other people want.

I like to think, hopefully, people agree that I’m fashionable.

I want to be role model for people to be like, ‘I don’t need a major label to be a successful artist and to have a successful song.’

I’ve definitely had my fair share of guys being a little too much with me, and they think just because they follow me on Instagram, they know me.

I just love music – I was always singing and dancing.

There was a time in my career when I felt like I wasn’t being true to myself. I was being moulded into an artist I wasn’t, and I knew I had to do everything I wanted to do. I think that’s an issue a lot of women face, and men do have it easier in a lot of ways.

I think my fans inspire me a lot. They’re a huge part of my career. I wouldn’t be where I am without them, so I try to feed off what they’re going through. I read their tweets and Instagrams.

Every time I feel like I’m gaining a bit of weight, I’ll eat healthily for, like, 3 days. Then I’ll be like, ‘Oh, I look skinny again.’ Then I’ll go back to eating bad, but I tell myself it’s OK, I’m only 19, so I can do it while I can.

I’m very much focused on my career.

In intimate family life, there comes a moment when children, willingly or no, become the judges of their parents.

A car crossed two lanes of traffic, flipped, and landed on my dad’s car. I don’t blame cars. My dad loved cars. I don’t have many memories of my dad. The love of cars is all I have of him, really.

No one in my family had ever done anything acting-wise or entertainment industry-wise.

I want my family to resemble the family I came from.

The amount of times I’ve been told something by artists I’m working with, which I’m sure they haven’t told even their significant other or families, is shocking.

I took my grandmother to the emergency room. The doctor said that she was on an artificial life support system, and that although her brain was dead her heart was still beating. I though, “we’ve never had a democrat in the family before”.

My little siblings keep me grounded. I’m a kid at heart.

People are less self-conscious in the intimacy of family life and during the anxiety of a great sorrow. The dazzling varnish of an extreme politeness is then less in evidence, and the true qualities of the heart regain their proper proportions.