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Quote by Kelly Clarkson
The question I love to get asked is: Whats the hardest part of you

The question I love to get asked is: Whats the hardest part of your job? And literally, the answer is probably real sad, but its to just to be me. Like, its really hard, because I think people, you know, have a set idea of what a pop star should be. – Kelly Clarkson

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I just had my 30th birthday and we went turkey shooting. Its what I wanted to do, so we went. – Kelly Clarkson

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Im from a small town so, like, everyones married with children or about to have children. So its a little hard when you go home and people are like – and thats why people think Im gay – because theyre like Why arent you married? And Im like, it doesnt happen for everyone right off the bat. – Kelly Clarkson

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