When you finally accept that it's OK not to have answers and it's OK not to be perfect, you realize that feeling confused is a normal part of what it is to be a human being.
I've learned that it's OK to be flawed, that life can be messy, that some days you glide and some days you fall, but most important, that there are no secret answers out there.
You go through spells where you feel that maybe you're too sensitive for this world. I certainly felt that.
Crazy isn't being broken, or swallowing a dark secret. It's you or me, amplified.
I, myself, am strange and unusual.
I was inspired by lots of people, certainly in acting and in writing and stuff, but I never wanted to be somebody else.
When I met Johnny, I was pure virgin. He changed that. He was my first everything. My first real kiss. My first real boyfriend. My first fiancé. The first guy I had sex with. So he'll always be in my heart. Forever. Kind of funny that word.
You can't pay enough money to... cure that feeling of being broken and confused.
I'm very attached to movie theaters and I love going to them. Nothing will ever replace that. It's very romantic and beautiful. I used to want to live inside of one, with a bathtub, a bike and a bed, and just watch movies.
I'd always find the positive in someone.
The older you get, the more yourself you can be and the less worried you are about what other people think.
Googling yourself is maybe one of the worst things you can do. I did it once, and someone had to talk me off a ledge.
I am not a person who can really sit around and think about regrets because with every bad experience that you have, there is weirdly something good that comes from it.
You have good days and bad days, and depression's something that, you know, is always with you.
I was raised to believe that religion is a beautiful thing, but it's fiction.
I've learned that it's OK to be flawed.
Dear Diary: My teen angst bullshit now has a body count.
I don't want to preach, and I don't want to tell people what to do.
Scapegoating will go on forever. We need someone to blame - illegal immigrants, single moms, people in prison. We need someone to victimize.
A woman who wears high heels is very different, I think, than a woman who wears sandals.
Looking back - I did have a lot of success and a lot of great opportunities earlier in my career.
Money doesn't matter on a deeply personal level. It doesn't make you feel any happier. But of course I am very aware that I don't have to worry about earning a living or about those very important practical things that most people have to worry about on a very real level.
I write pretty much every day, but I don't have any desire to publish anything.
I was not the first choice for Veronica in Heathers. I auditioned and they were like, "Oh, thanks." And I went to the Beverly Center to Macy's and had them do a makeover on me. I went back because I kind of knew that they thought I wasn't pretty enough. They were trying to get Jennifer Connelly.
I don't use the Internet, but apparently you can find out everything on it.
