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

I think my brain just has a natural way of going to what would be the most insane thing, the least likely option.

When anything huge happens to me, I always think, this isn't my moment, this is a moment.

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.

When I couldn't get ahold of cigarettes, I'd roll coffee grounds into typing paper and smoke that and then vomit.

In movies, you just see somebody close their eyes, and you go on to the next scene.

I start crying when certain things come up, certain memories, certain feelings, and it's intense. But I think it's good for me - and therapeutic.