I'm Sprouting More Than One Wonderful Grey

I Remember Dreaming About It, About Being On Tv. I Remember Seeing Children Of A Lesser God On Broadway. I Was Sitting In The Second Or Third Row, And I Was Just So Blown Away, And I Walked Out Saying, ‘that’s What I Want To Do.’

As An Adult, I Can't Blame My Parents Any More.

Am I Lonely? Yes. Am I Upset? Yes. Am I Confused? Yes. Do I Have My Days When I've Thrown A Little Pity Party For Myself? Absolutely. But I'm Also Doing Really Well. I'd Be A Robot If I Said I Didn't Feel Moments Of Anger, Of Hurt, Of Embarrassment... [but] You Joke And Say, 'what Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger'.

I Feel Sexy In My Jeans And Wearing My Boyfriend's T-shirt.

'friends' Will Always Remain Friends.