I've Always Been An Outsider.

I Feel The Same Way I Did When I Was In School. I'm Having The Same Insecurities.

People Don't Associate Red Hair, Pale Skin, And Freckles With Beauty.

I Wouldn't Say That Cutting Was Pleasurable, But There Is A Sense Of Euphoria That Follows Cutting Yourself. The Quick Pinch Of Pain And The Sight Of Blood Snaps You Back To The Surface And You Start To Appreciate Being Alive.

Being A Singer, Being A Performer, You Have Tricks, Somehow, To Calm Yourself When Things Feel A Little Overwhelming. I Don't Do Breathing Exercises, Per Se, But I Definitely Have To Have A Sort Of Internal Word With Myself Before Things Got Completely Out Of Hand And I Fainted On The Floor.

Here's The Tragedy Of The Modern Record Business: It's Radio. If You're Not On Radio, Nobody Really Is Going To Hear You Or See You Or Care About You.