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I Say What I Think. I'm A Real Person, Not Some Manufactured Pop Tart Who's Afraid To Step Out Of The Hotel Room. I Am Flawed. I Swear, I Have The Occasional Cocktail, I Pick My Nose And I Fart. I'm Not Running For Any Presidential Campaign At The Moment. I'm A Sassy Girl.

I'm Not Coming Out Trying To Prove Anything To Anyone, Like, 'oh, I'm In Assless Chaps!' Or 'i Can't Be Tamed!' I've Already Been Through That Phase. I Started At 23, You Know?

I'd Like To Say I'd Like To Be As Big As A Gwen Or A Madonna, But I Think Those Days Of Achieving That Level Are Over. The Media Is Bringing Everybody Down.

I Had No Clue They Would Fall Into My Armpits Eventually.

I Have Multipersonality Disorder - In A Very Good Way, Of Course - When It Comes To My Fashion Choices.