I have an authority problem.

I thought about starting a novella club because it seemed less ambitious.

For me, my life goal is to be in a position where I can wear pajamas 24 hours a day. That's what makes me happy.

All my freakouts have been pretty private and directed at family pets and/or people I have been dating for too short a time to freak out at in that way.

But I want to tell my stories, more than that, I have to in order to stay sane.

This could very easily be taken out of context, and I think it's funny now, but I remember looking in the mirror as a kid and, it would be like for an hour at a time, and I'd be like, 'I'm just so beautiful. Everybody is so lucky that they get to look at me.' And of course that changes as you get older, but I may have held on to that little-kid feeling that was me alone in my bathroom.

I was raised on the internet.