I Need To Just Find

"you Look How You Look," "be Comfortable. What Are You Going To Do? Be Hungry Every Single Day To Make Other People Happy? That's Just Dumb."

I Do Have Big Ambitions, But I Think We All Do. I Just Want To Keep Working Hard And Being Happy.

It Was Really Impulsive. I Was Just Like, I'm Cutting It! And Then It Was Just All Gone.

I Was A Weirdo. I Wasn't Picked On Or Anything. And I Wasn't Smarter Than The Other Kids; That's Not Why I Didn't Fit In. I've Always Had This Weird Anxiety. I Hated Recess. I Didn't Like Field Trips. Parties Really Stressed Me Out. And I Had A Very Different Sense Of Humour.

"i Was Just Like A Pathological Liar When I Was A Kid. I Think I Just Wanted To One-up Somebody. Somebody Would Be Like, 'oh, God, My Legs Hurt.' I'd Be Like, 'your Legs Hurt? I'm Getting Mine Amputated Next Week.' And That's Actually How My Mother Found Out. She Came To School And Somebody Was Like, 'god, That's Such A Shame About Jennifer's Legs.' She Made Me Purge. I Had To Spill Out All Of My Lies. I Was Like, 'i Said That Dad Drove A Barge, And We Were Millionaires, And You Were Pregnant, I Had To Get My Legs Amputated, And I Spayed Cats And Dogs On The Weekends.' Now I Can't Lie.