I always wonder, aside from even my name, what if my parents never split up? What if my mother never died? It swirls in my head all the time.

I always wonder, aside from even my name, what if my parents never split up? What if my mother never died? It swirls in my head all the time.

I can't believe I'm breathing and happy and thriving.

As soon as I say I'm from Texas people say, "Oh, I'm sure the school was horrible" and they picture me wearing some barrel and suspenders and people are bucktoothed and ignoring me. But that's not the case. I just had zero interest. I wanted to finish my research in the woods or play guitar or go have a cigarette.

I love devastating movies, documentaries and hummingbirds (yes, in that order).

Everything's happened to me. Nothing can happen to me now.

I love drama - I would say more than I even love comedy - but I like in One Mississippi that I can go from a very moving moment to a Willy Wonka tube up my ass. I like the silliness as much as I like drama.