By now you know, you’re aware, you’re well versed on just how passionate I am on fighting for equality, for demanding human rights to everyone. By now you’ve seen me lose thousands of followers for voicing these opinions, for standing up for LGTBQ rights, for Black Lives Matter, for the voices of those that weren’t born with this unfair privilege I was born with. I call it spring cleaning, I call it purging when people choose to jump ship when I fight for equality, I laugh when publicists at publishing houses warn me against ruffling feathers. “They can’t fly anyway,” I tell them.