I Just Am A Snob When It

I Feel Weird If I Can't Move My Face, And That One Time I Overdid It, I Felt Trapped In My Own Skin.

The Questions I'm Asking Myself Are, 'what Makes Me Happy? Where Do I Want To Be? What Will Make Me Happy At 50, 60 And 70?'

When I Was A Kid I Didn't Feel Like I Fit In Because - This Is Really Silly And I Probably Shouldn't Say It, But, I Didn't Think Anything Was Funny. So I Used To Go Home And Literally Cry To My Mom And My Step-dad At The Time And I Didn't Think Anything Was Funny. I Couldn't Laugh.

It's Funny, Because I Never Think Of Myself As Little Miss All-together.

It Seems Like Everything Is So Polarized. You Get The Caricatures Of People, The Caricatures Of Their Beliefs. "i Hate This Kind Of Person" Or "i Love This Kind Of Person." But Actually, There's A Lot Of Great Things About Them. There Are Things To Like. There's Possibility Of Change.