I feel naked without earrings. I'll pass out twice. It feels like I'm missing a body part.

If I walk outside without lipstick, I feel naked.

I feel naked without my rings, and don't like walking out of the house without them, even if they do tear half of my sweaters and stab my friends in the eye.

It's amazing what miracles and little angels and pure love around you can bring out.

I think timing is everything.

I feel like I'm in my own world: in the world but not a part of it.