I'm Not Saying I'm Perfect,

I Love Life On The Road. I'm In A Different City Every Night And It Never Gets Old.

I Can Feel Glamorous Without Makeup, Especially On My Lips. They're Naturally Reddish, So I Often Let Them Go.

When I Look Back, It Saddens Me To Think That I Was So Hard On Myself - When I Was Younger, I Thought I Had To Look Like Everyone Else, But I Learned That Beauty Comes From How You Feel About Yourself. Once I Started Taking Care Of My Mind, Body, And Soul, I Realized That I Didn't Need To Conform To What's "normal" And Started To Love Myself.

Everyone Has The Bully Or The Mean Girl Or The Ex-boyfriend Who Tried To Bring Them Down.

No Matter What You're Going Through, There's A Light At The End Of The Tunnel.