I'm glad if my work can make a difference.

I deserved kisses. I deserved to be treated like a piece of meat but also respected for my intellect.

Throughout the day I often ask myself, Could I fall asleep right now? and the answer is always a resounding yes.

The end never comes when you think it will. It's always ten steps past the worst moment, then a weird turn to the left.

I'm glad if my work can make a difference.

My dad finds Twitter just infinitely unrelatable. He's like, 'Why would I want to tell anybody what I had for a snack, it's private?!' And I'm like, 'Why would you even have a snack if you didn't tell anybody? Why bother eating?'

Confidence lets you pull anything off, even Tevas with socks.