It’s interesting to see how other people react to an oversharer.

I think breakfast is the one meal when you don't have to eat animal, maybe.

I've only recently realized that I have a radically different relationship with my parents than a lot of people.

Part of being a feminist is giving other women the freedom to make choices you might not necessarily make yourself.

As a woman who doesn't necessarily fit the beauty standard in Hollywood... I really related to the narrative of looking for something you felt comfortable in that would properly express your identity, especially when your identity didn't feel like it necessarily matched the one that was being imposed on you.

I remember it made me feel better because so many of my friends at school. Were doing that stuff and doing that stuff on sleep overs. But I just didn't feel ready. It wasn't like I had any judgment of it being two women. It would have scared me as much if not more. I was like a three month period in which all the words sleep over was code for was "let's get together and touch each other's vaginas." and I was. Haunted. And I remember going home and feeling like I couldn't tell my mother even though she would've understood and probably laughed.

You should always go where there is a 'you-shaped' hole in the world.