My pet peeves are people touching me a lot. Random dudes grabbing me and slapping me across the back. They're not doing it on purpose, but it's like they forget I'm a person. But you can't do anything about it. What are you going to do?
You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent.
That's one of the things I resent the most violently. To have to take your own life and give it away to the public, in pieces.
People invade your space and offend your sensibilities because, to be plain, they couldn't care less about you.
What's awful about being famous and being an actress is when people come up to you and touch you. That's scary, and they just seem to think it's okay to do it, like you're public property.
He should not be here, " said the fish in the pot. " he should not be here when your mother is not.
I love Brooke. Exploiting her was never my intention.
My personal life was fair game. And that's what hurt me.
In my writing I'm trying to explore the violations people commit upon each other.
It wasn't right to have someone charge into you your world without even asking, acting as if you were nothing more than an egg to be flipped and flopped, sunny-side up or scrambled, depending on the whims on whoever ran your life..._
