I’m not socially anxious; I just don’t know how to start a conversation. I feel like I have nothing in common with the people around me

I am my new ceramics project— just waiting for inspiration, or motivation, to strike.

Yeah, the band on stage sucks, but the way you sway makes the experience worth it.

You don’t need to separate yourself from everyone else. You just need to get out of your head.

I wish my life were that way—infinite—but it’s not, and it never will be.

You say you want to live in Los Angeles, but you don’t know what it means to really live there.