Sometimes the things that come out of my mouth are mortifying.

The person sending ironic text messages has no idea that their voice does not sound so great in text. There's no dry sense of humor in a text. It comes off as a little bit shitty.

My car is always black. I really struggle with red cars. I don't want to attract too much cop attention.

I have a deep compassion for the idea that it's okay to be myself. The idea that anything 'other' is bad and wrong and broken is so wildly off base.

Let's face it. I'm an open book.

Over time, you realize that even the things that are most high stakes kind of resolve themselves.

My hair is such a statement that it's like a neon sign asking for trouble.