The only thing that really goes through my head when I'm picking out an outfit is, do I feel cool and cute. I try as much as I can to push out any worry about what anyone else is gonna think and just kinda focus on, do I think this is cool.

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

I'm angry because homophobia is still a thing.

The only way I knew I was ready to come out was I was being driven crazy by the fact that I was not out.

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

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

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.