Magic Exists If You Allow It. If

I Hope They Invent A Machine In Which You Type In The Age You Want To Be, And It Lifts And Separates Everything Nonsurgically.

I Don't Want To Be Seen As The Kind Of Person Who Does Things And Then Expects Publicity In Return. I Look At It As, I Happen To Have The Means, I Have The Energy And I Have The Passion To Do What I Want To Do.

After A While, You Have No Idea How Old You Are Because You've Lied So Many Times.

As Long As I Have Enough Money For Makeup Artists, Everything Is Okay. I Feel Young And Very Free. But One Day, My Face Will Be Too Old For The Camera.

I Can Install Toilets. I Know All About The Wax Ring. I Can Tile Floors. I'm Learning How To Do Basic Wiring.