Growing up in any sort of spotlight is difficult. Everything is magnified.

Everything will change. The only question is growing up or decaying.

Life is too hard, too much to handle. Nobody told me there’d be days like these. How could nobody tell me there’d be days like these? How could they let me grow up like that—happy and pink and stupid?

Growing up in the place I did I never was aware of any other option but to question everything.

Growing up, I was into 'Power Rangers.'

I was a homebody growing up.