I don't give a damn if I go to hell. I love you Satan. The road to hell is paved with good intentions.

Because I've taken my clothes off in public doesn't mean that I've revealed every inch of my soul.

Sometimes you want to go for a walk and you don't want to be watched. You just want to be anonymous and blend in. Especially when I travel, I feel that way, because I can't really go out and see a city the way other people can and I miss out on a lot.

And then, going to high school, I saw how popular girls had to behave to get the boys. I knew I couldn't fit into that. So I decided to do the opposite. I refused to wear makeup, to have a hairstyle. I refused to shave. I had hairy armpits.

Acknowledge World Aids Day! Do what you can to help save lives! #livingforlove

Hanging a noose on my door reeks of cowardice and fear on many, many levels.

The idea of service to humanity, putting yourself in situations where people have much less than you do, puts life in perspective.