You dont need money, or plastic surgery to be a star
If God calls you, pick up the damn phone!
Embracing the torture, as I’m assaulted by my own thoughts. Like a locust giving birth to earworms. Eeeeew!
I think I’m changing what people think is sexy.
The mere pronunciation of the word luxurious feels lush, luxuriant.
Whether that is healthy or not to you, or healthy or not to anyone, or a doctor, is really of no concern to me. I don’t feel alive unless I’m performing, and that’s just the way I was born.
I’m not a feminist. I hail men, I love men.
I try to write from a really honest place when I write pop music and carry the song into a more deep and more symbolic visual
I sing about what a holy fool I am, and that although moments in my life are so cruel and relationships can be so cruel I’m still in love with Judas. I still go back again to those evil things.
My real fans know who I truly am and they know what I represent and what I mean.
I’m actually really obsessed with Bruce Springsteen.