My days are as long as despair can make them.

The dizzy rapture of starving. The power of needing nothing. By force of will I make myself the impossible sprite who lives on air, on water, on purity.

As a young woman, I was so eager to please that I served others' happiness and even their values before my own. It didn't earn me love, but it did deliver me to a place where I had to choose between what I thought of myself and what other people did. I chose myself.

My days are as long as despair can make them.

Writing is how I stay sane. It's completely necessary.

Don’t portray yourself as who you want to be. Portray yourself as who you are.

Sometimes there's a sort of tear in the veil, and there are people who live in more than one dimension.