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I’d die if I was Madonna. I’d die. God, what a horrible way to live. And Michael Jackson! To be so famous and to feel so isolated. I feel so bad for them. I don’t know how it feels, and I hope it never happens to me.
My boyfriend calls me ‘princess’, but I think of myself more along the lines of ‘monkey’ and ‘retard’.
When you’re offered things, it makes it so much easier to be indecisive. And it’s silly because you can pass on some really amazing things.