My alone feels so good, I'll only have you if you're sweeter than my solitude.

I tore up and ate my own passport in an airport hotel once. I'm bloated with language I can’t afford to forget.

My heart is a flower blossoming out of my mouth.

There is no intimacy like that between two women who have chosen to be sisters.

My alone feels so good, I'll only have you if you're sweeter than my solitude.

I’m not sad, but the boys who are looking for sad girls always find me. I’m not a girl anymore and I’m not sad anymore. You want me to be a tragic backdrop so that you can appear to be illuminated, so that people can say ‘Wow, isn't he so terribly brave to love a girl who is so obviously sad?’ You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole.

I won't glorify or romanticise heartbreak, for me it was a kind of death and I was forced to keep living.