I log out of Twitter on my computer so I have to log in and then I log back out.

They asked us to draw pictures of what we thought men and women look like naked and so I was like, "Get away, I'm doing my weird homework, drawing a naked man and woman." And I can't even draw. That's all I remember. I have no memory.

I don't run around feeling infused with positivity, but I'll have to be taking my last breath before I'll admit I'm dying. So I'm either optimistic or in denial.

I just try to live a moderate life of always checking and trying to be the best person I can be and I'm in therapy and am always working on something.

I don't have that addictive, "What's going on?" feeling anymore, thank god.

Everyone traveling alone is just on their phones the whole time.

I'm sure kids had masturbated by sixth grade. I had for sure.