I think I was the worst loser of all time. I couldn't stand it.
I did not like the way I looked in a pair of white pants.
I had a bad habit of falling in love with any girl who was nice to me.
I was a disaster child. I remember I make very often my mother cry.
When people are crass or loudmouthed, it's not because they don't give a damn. It's from fear and insecurity.
I'm loud. I talk too much; I think I know more than I do - those and a billion other issues I know I have.
I think Elaine would go out with anyone if they showed interest in her. She's nuts. The woman's nuts.
I'm not a good loser. I get sick physically... I take it to heart. I hate it.
It's a recurring thing: It's that I fall really deeply for bad relationships. It's just always been this way and not changing.
If I fell into one relationship after another with men who were either emotionally tuned out and unavailable or hotheaded and controlling, or both, it was because I was lacking in good sense about men.
I wouldn't live with me, believe me. I'm moody.
My parents were divorcing, and I think at certain times of your life you do attract the wrong type of person. You don't know any better, and you don't know how you'd like to be treated.
Some therapists have proclaimed: 'Co-dependency is anything, and everyone is co-dependent.'
Eating disorders are A) not fun at parties, and B) they're not very fun in movies.
