I Remember Being A Teenager And Being

Twitter Fascinates Me Because It's Real. It Feels Kind Of Unreal, But It Makes Very Real Things Happen.

Everyone I Know Shares Toothbrushes. Everyone I Know Sleeps On Each Other's Floor. Everyone I Know Uses What They've Got And Shares What They've Got.

When You Really Look Back And Take The Wider Perspective, It Makes Total Sense That If The Status Quo Is To Remain The Way It Is, Women Will Not Be Lauded And Applauded For Bonding With And Helping Each Other, Because It Would Destroy The World Order If Women Organized; It Would Topple The Whole Thing. And So, It Makes Perfect Sense To Me That The Current Order Of Things Would Encourage The Cat Fights And Encourage The Comparisons And Encourage The Girl-on-girl Hate That You See Just Being Promoted Everywhere.

Collecting The Dots. Then Connecting Them. And Then Sharing The Connections With Those Around You. This Is How A Creative Human Works. Collecting, Connecting, Sharing.

I Wanted To Feel Like I Could Extend Someone Else's Joy And Not Crush It, And That Is The Giant Paradox Nowadays Of Being A Powerful Woman: You Want To Live In A Space Of Compassion And Helpfulness And Joy And Expression, And The World Is Standing There, Pointing The Finger At You And Telling You That You're Greedy And Domineering And Attention-grabbing, And All You Can Do Is Shrug And Just Say, "hopefully, Someone Out There Understands And Isn't Misinterpreting."