I like people who are fit. I figure if I work out, you can at least return the favor. Would I go out with a meathead? No.

The fear is that talking back, that engaging at all, is to open the door for god-knows-what.

While I learned, I hid out largely in the gay community, and overall it kept me very safe.

I have great luck. I'm used to people dying and going away. Not used to it exactly - but I expect it. Like, whenever people go off on a trip, I save their phone messages because I think they might die.

I've had, like, four long-term boyfriends. I tend to be in relationships for long periods of time.

When I get my feelings hurt, or when things scare me, or freak out my sensibilities, or when my feathers get ruffled, it takes me aback, of course, but then I think, I'm grateful that I have a mind that can want more for people and want more for the planet. It's not that hard. It's really quite simple.

I live a very international life, but when I come back to Hollywood, a town I love in a lot of ways, I have to wonder, "What decade are you in? Like, seriously, what decade? It's not this one."