I'm most proud of my work in the LGBTQ space. Feels like, above all else, that's something I want to do for the rest of my life.

I'm angry because homophobia is still a thing.

I'm the type of person who listens to like sad music when I'm sad to feel sadder, and to feel sorry for myself.

I'm so thankful that I have gotten the opportunity to fulfill my life purpose of staying inside on tumblr all day.

I didn't realize how much me hiding my sexuality also meant that I hid a lot of just my identity as a person.

Sleeping like an internet person takes commitment, it all starts in the late afternoon.

I talk about things in music that I would never talk about with my best friends, which I think seems like a weird thing, but my justification in my head as to why it's okay is because it's cryptic enough and there's enough meat around it to make it all okay and no one can really prove what any of the songs mean.