yours truly

I had a dream about you last night. The champagne was non-alcoholic. You didn’t notice, and laughed at my jokes anyway.

i don't have any beautiful bright memories anymore, everything is just grey. so instead maybe you could share some of yours?

I’m having a conversation with one of my friends and I ask him, “What defines you?” and he responded with, “Nothing. A definition excludes the possibility for change.”

it’s about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not 2 in the morning when you’re lonely.

When I was 16 I tried to kill myself because I felt weird and I felt different and I felt like I did not belong. And now I’m standing here. So I would like this moment to be for that kid out there who feels like she’s weird or she’s different or she doesn’t fit in anywhere. Yes, you do. I promise you do. Stay weird. Stay different. And then when it’s your turn to stand on this stage please pass the same message to the next person who comes along.