In a sense I portray myself in a very androgynous way, and I love androgyny.

Tonight love and hate met in St. Louis. And love outnumbered the hate, in poetic thousands. Hate left. But love stayed. + Together, we sang.

I want the deepest, darkest, sickest parts of you that you are afraid to share with anyone because I love you that much.

We are not actually equal - humanity - if we are not allowed to freely love one another.

Its oke to be sad. I've been trained to love my darkness

They're not prosthetics. They're my bones. They come out when I’m inspired. They've always been inside of me, but I have been waiting for the right time to reveal to the universe who I truly am.

I was so ashamed of who I was.