The huge machine of Hollywood creates this false image of what
success is that causes everyone to strive for this thing that’s just not
real. A red carpet is not a real thing. It’s a part of — just like in
any industry — getting something out there and needing to publicize it.
That’s what presenting at an awards show is. People are working, it’s a
business, you get your hair and makeup done, you go, and you push the
project you’re working on, because that’s a huge part of your job which
I’m happy to do. But for the most part, people, whether they’re gay and
closet and struggling, or trans and struggling, or just human and having
a hard time, that’s not going to get reflected.
“When my heterosexual partners die, their pension goes to their spouses. But because my partner is a woman, I don’t get to do that. In my twenty three years of being a police officer, I’ve never asked for special treatment. I’m only asking for equality.”
I’m not a fancy person. I love small spaces. I like tiny cars. I don’t buy things, aside from music and books. I don’t get loads of attention and maybe it’s because I’m kind of boring. I don’t think I’m boring, but I have different interests. I don’t go out much, not because I’m hiding but because I’m not a big drinker. I go out and have a good time, I go to concerts and stuff.
“I see things at night… terrifying things. I tell myself it’s only nightmares, but… I know it’s not true. Once Pandora’s box is open, it can never be closed again. No… it’s not nightmares. It’s what is about to happen. I’ve died twice already. I’m not afraid of death anymore”
As far as boyfriends go, Paulie Bleeker is totally boss. He is the cheese to my macaroni. And, I know people are supposed to fall in love before they reproduce but… I guess normalcy isn’t really our style.