She has ten siblings; they were born boy-girl-boy-girl from top to bottom.
Exactly half of her immediate family is gay.
She has a disorder that disallows her from ever having kids. This is why you don’t joke about fertility.
When she lived in Olympia, she worked as a woodcutter.
She drank the vitamin water in San Francisco and woke up two days later in a stranger’s house.
She doesn’t regret being a teenager and having “REJECTED” tattooed on her knuckles via pick-and-stick, but she does regret letting her friends practice on her.
