Sometimes I rattle the cage and beat my head uselessly against its bars, but sometimes, I can shake one loose and use it as a dildo.
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ON HER VMAS PERFORMANCE
I know what I'm doing. I know I'm shocking you. When I'm dressed in that teddy bear thing, I think that's funny. I was saying yesterday, I had this obsession about this character that's like an adult baby. Like if you see a baby do something like that it's so warped and weird, but there's something creepily hot about it. So when I'm in that teddy bear suit, I'm like a creepy, sexy baby. But I forget that it's, like, people in Kansas watching the show. That people sit their kid in front of the TV and are like, "Oh, an awards show! Let's watch."
ON HER FAMOUS TONGUE
I just stick my tongue out because I hate smiling in pictures. It's so awkward. It looks so cheesy. Now people expect it, like, "Put your tongue out!" It's just easier that way. Taking pictures is so embarrassing. But there's also something about it that I think is cool. Every other girl is so serious – like, this is my moment on the red carpet, I'm in my ball gown, looking pretty. There's something empowering about what I'm doing right now. Especially having "short hair don't care." I think it's empowering for girls. Because there's not one thing that defines what beauty is.
ON MEDIA OUTRAGE
I think it's all marketing. If a website is like, "We love Miley's performance!" I don't think people are gonna click on it. "Miley's cute performance with teddy bears!" – no one is gonna click on that. So I think it's the media riling up the people, rather than people riling up the media. And what makes me kind of sick is, Trayvon Martin's trial didn't happen more than two months ago. It got talked about a lot – but it still got done being talked about a lot quicker than the VMAs. And that's really sad. For about two days, it was on Twitter and everything, everyone had their pictures as Trayvon – and then two days later, where was it? Who cared anymore? Even I was like, "I want to help his family when it's an appropriate time." But then people just forgot. It slips your mind. We go on to the next thing, our next problem. It's like, "Why are we not still dealing with that? Why are we not still mourning that loss?"
ON HER DAD'S RELUCTANCE TO LET HER BE IN SHOW BUSINESS
I think if he'd known how it was going to pan out, he would have let me. It's more that he didn't necessarily want me to. It's almost like Toddlers and Tiaras – getting the little kids all dolled up and putting so much pressure on them to win. He didn't want me ever to feel . . . the right word isn't "pageant-y," but I don't think he wanted me to feel like I had to be a certain way. Even when it comes to growing up – like, I didn't really start dressing myself until I was fucking 16. I always had a stylist. So I think my dad wanted me to figure out all that out on my own. To go through my awkward stages without people zooming in on every fucking pimple. I think he wanted me to be able to be a kid and have braces and go through my ugly phase, without people talking about it. To be able to just hang and live.