Hale!' Kat cried, but the boy only stared at her. 'Fine,' she conceded. 'I love your boat. ' 'Ship. ' 'Ship. . . Your ship is beautiful.
I was a psycho woman. It felt like something in me that I had no control over.
When I was 17 I sent a picture up to an agency, and within a week I was in The Sun five days in a row.
All I've ever really done is page 3 in The Sun, and not every man reads that.
I'm so loud, as if I know what I'm on about, but deep inside, I'm so insecure. Just a little girl.
I do like my hair being pulled from time to time, it's like a pair of reins, innit?
The only ones I trust really are my Mum and Dad and those who are closest to me.
All is context. Choose yours carefully, where you have a choice.
After years of buying clothes I intend to diet into, I'll say this: the skeleton in my closet has some really nice outfits.
You don't always have to know who you are. Sometimes, it's enough just to know what to do next.
You only have one life. And you only have one life of worship. You have one brief opportunity in time to declare your allegiance, to unleash your affection, to exhault something or someone above all else. So don't waste your worship on some little god, squandering your birthright on idols made only with human imagination. Guard your worship. And carefully evaluate all potential takers.