I am not a sexy woman, I'm not beautiful, I'm not a sex kitten, I don't flirt with people, yet I've been tagged more of sex symbol than women who truly are and I that's solely because I don't reveal too much: people are curious.
I've got no timetable. I'm sort of sick of timetables, to be honest.
I have a temper on me that could hold back tides.
No, I'm not Shirley the girl, I'm the woman on MTV with the big boots.
The truth is, I've always been wracked with self-loathing and terrible, paralysing depression.
I am a contradictory mess but I see it as my prerogative to change my mood like the weather.
