I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.
It's often just enough to be with someone. I don't need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You're not alone.
I'm very definitely a woman and I enjoy it.
I am involved in a freedom ride protesting the loss of the minority rights belonging to the few remaining earthbound stars. All we demanded was our right to twinkle.
To put it bluntly, I seem to have a whole superstructure with no foundation. But I'm working on the foundation.
I used to think as I looked out on the Hollywood night — there must be thousands of girls sitting alone like me, dreaming of becoming a movie star. But I'm not going to worry about them. I'm dreaming the hardest.
I am invariably late for appointments - sometimes as much as two hours. I've tried to change my ways but the things that make me late are too strong, and too pleasing.
Have you ever noticed how ‘What the hell’ is always the right decision to make?
I don't mind living in a man's world as long as I can be a woman in it.

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