I want to believe that I’m more than what you label me as. That behind the harshness there is love. But, it’s becoming harder when I actually find the reason to smile it’s your voice that tells me I don’t deserve to.
I’ve heard a lot of crap come from your mouth but “I understand” has to one of the biggest ones.
No, you don’t. If you did you would know how much you’re making me hate you.
"I was young. It was just the kind of shit that actresses have to go through. Somebody told me I was fat, that I was going to get fired if I didn’t lose a certain amount of weight. They brought in pictures of me where I was basically naked, and told me to use them as motivation for my diet. It was just that. [Someone brought it up recently] They thought that because of the way my career had gone, it wouldn’t still hurt me. That somehow, after I won an Oscar, I’m above it all. ‘You really still care about that?’ Yeah. I was a little girl. I was hurt. It doesn’t matter what accolades you get. I know it’ll never happen to me again. If anybody even tries to whisper the word ‘diet’, I’m like, ‘You can go fuck yourself.”
I can relate to this