We are not defined by the family into which we are born, but the one we choose and create. We are not born, we become.

I just wanna thank all those amazing Internet bloggers out there that hate me day-to-day. I love you! You rock!

I am a huge fan of gays. They love me, and I love them. They think of me as sort of a gay icon.

We are a very crafty family.

Oh my God, I'm not anorexic. I acknowledge that I look thin in photos. I get it.

Everybody knows there is no such thing as normal. There is no black-and-white definition of normal. Normal is subjective. There's only a messy, inconsistent, silly, hopeful version of how we feel most at home in our lives.

I need to work to support my family.