Everything is public, relayed, connected. And I can not say that I totally do not care. I have to decide alone if it devastates me or not. And I’ve decided that this fame was not goint to fuck me up. Otherwise, I’d be crazy. Crazy googling my name and seeing spread out everywhere, in millions of entries, my love stories, my breakups, my mistakes. I have no other choice than survival.

No matter how hard I try to be just one of the guys
There’s a little something inside that won’t let me
No matter how hard I try to have an open mind
There’s a little clock inside that keeps tickin’ (x)

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Kristen leaving the Chanel show in Paris

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