Avril Lavigne
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Avril Lavigne
Avril Ramona Lavigne is a Canadian singer-songwriter and actress. She was born in Belleville, Ontario, and spent most of her youth in the town of Greater Napanee. By the age of 15, she had appeared on stage with Shania Twain; by 16, she had signed a two-album recording contract with Arista Records worth more than $2 million. In 2002, when she was 17 years old, Lavigne entered the music industry with her debut album, Let Go, becoming one of the most...
NationalityCanadian
ProfessionPop Singer
Date of Birth27 September 1984
CityBelleville, Canada
CountryCanada
I think it's important to find a line that suits your body, your body type, that you're comfortable in.
I would like to sit and and write some acoustic stuff. That's what I want to do. It means creatively, that's what I want so I need to do that for myself and then I'll see.
Everything is always spur-of-the-moment. All of my tattoos I decide that second and do it,
I'm a person with a ton of energy who likes to scream and party and rock out. And there are other sides of me that are real serious.
I wrote about what I was going through at the time.
I've never felt like this before. I'm naked around you. Does it show? You see right through me and I can't hide. I'm naked around you. And it feels so right.
I wake up in the morning, put on my face. The one that's going to get me through another day. Doesn't really matter...how I feel inside. This life is like a game sometimes. When you came around me the walls just disappeared. Nothing to surround me and keep me from my fears. I'm unprotected. See how I've opened up? You've made me trust.
People like Shakira shouldnt have record contracts. She cant even speak English.
Punk is like not about the style, its about the music!
I'm getting more famouser by the day!
My mom wouldn`t let me sing `Strawberry Wine` because it had `wine` in it.
I don't really care if my clothes are wrinkled or there's a stain on my shirt. Going out on the road, your clothes are dirty.
I'm tugging at my hair. I'm pulling at my clothes. I'm trying to keep my cool, I know it shows. I'm staring at my feet. My cheeks are turning red. I'm searching for the words inside my head. I'm feeling nervous trying to be perfect, 'cause I know you're worth it.
There's nothin' else I can do, but love you the best that I can.