Document the moments you feel most in love with yourself - what you're wearing, who you're around, what you're doing. Recreate and repeat.

At the end of the day, it isn’t where I came from. Maybe home is somewhere I’m going and never have been before.

You can't make homes out of human beings.

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

Make peace with your body, it's not manmade, there are no flaws, there are no mistakes.

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.

My heart is a flower blossoming out of my mouth.