Pink
Pink
Pink is a pale red color, which takes its name from the flower of the same name. According to surveys in Europe and the United States, pink is the color most often associated with charm, politeness, sensitivity, tenderness, sweetness, childhood, femininity, and the romantic. When combined with white, it is associated with innocence. When combined with violet or black, it is associated with eroticism and seduction...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPop Singer
Date of Birth8 September 1979
CityAbington, PA
CountryUnited States of America
When I was in seventh grade my mom caught me smoking cigarettes and punished me by making me smoke the entire carton. All it did was piss me off because I was out of cigarettes.
I don't try to be candy coated. I don't try to walk on eggshells. I am what I am. Love me or hate me.
Having a child is the best thing that could happen.
I live in America. I love being an American.
I don't live in the Hollywood bubble. I never have and I never will.
I don't like working with hitmakers. I don't want hits! You're not even allowed to say that word around me.
The whole 'sell out' word to me is such a tired, tired word.
My mom never wanted to be a grandmom. She never wanted to be a mom, really.
Today, charting your own course isn't just more necessary than ever before. It's also much easier - and much more fun.
I have no idea why anyone likes me! I am very polarizing. It's either absolutely love or absolutely can't-be-around-for-more-than-three-seconds.
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There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon. You are only coming through in waves. Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying. When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain you would not understand This is not how I am. I have become comfortably numb.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpseOut of the corner of my eye.I turned to look but it was goneI cannot put my finger on it nowThe child is grown, The dream is gone.I have become comfortably numb.