All My Friends Went To The Madonna

I Had Gone Away From Twitter Because Before People Had Been So Mean To Me. Talking About My Lisp And My Enormous Forehead And All These Things. I Do Have A Lisp, I Do Have A Forehead I Know You Could Land A Plane On, It's No Mystery To Me. I Just Didn't Have The Skin For It.

I'd Love To Be In The '70s. I'd Love To Have A Big, Long Wig Parted Down The Middle With Flat-ironed Hair And Bell-bottoms. They're Actually Very Flattering For My Figure. The Wider The Leg, The Better For A Person With A Booty.

Nobody Could Ever Say As Many Terrible Things To Me As I Say To Myself.

I Could Feel My Body Temperature - I Knew I Was Bright Red. It Was So Humiliating, I Was So Upset, And It Was Nothing I Had Planned To Do. It Was Just One Of Those Beautiful Moments, The Alchemy Of Acting That Is So Mysterious, Where You Sort Of Go, "how Did That Come Out Of Me?"

I Was A Victim Of What Most People Are A Victim Of, Which Is Really, Really Just Gulping Down What Was Being Fed To Me By The Media.