I even ate chips because I love the crunchy sound they make. And I didn't give much thought to what I was eating or what I was putting inside my body, except hummus, of course, which is one of my weaknesses.
With this crazy lifestyle, you have to think of places where you can still have your freedom.
I don't mind having people over, but it's weird how much more withdrawn I've become than being social in public places, I guess.
I'm the ugly sister. I'm the fat one. I'm the transvestite. I have had those mean things said about me at least twice a day for the last five years. It's horrible, you know? But I can brush that stuff off.
The amount of things I want to tweet that I get talked out of? It's probably four times a week. I'm very hotheaded.
I used to follow trends and try to do exactly what I saw in the magazines, but I'm not a Victoria's Secret model who can wear anything.
