Cloud walking. I like that. And yeah, that's exactly how you make me feel. Like my feet will never touch the ground.

I could use a little monotony in my life. Spontaneity is exhausting.

This is what love was supposed to feel like.This perfect immersion of two people who were ready and willing to become a part of each other.

When would I stop being second choice? Would I ever be number one to the person I cared most about in the world?

Our heads have a nasty habit of ruining what can make us happiest. And there are times in our lives when you have to put aside what we think is best and do with what you feel is best.

The thing about shadows is that they're not all darkness. You need to have light to have shadows. So just look for it.

Just think life's too short to get hung up on maybes.

Have a life that matters. A life with purpose. Find your own way but don't lose sight of the journey.

I still hung onto the hope that my broken knight would gallop back into my life and sweep me off my feet.

Daniel Lowe. My savior. My perfect guy. The boy who would never love me the way that I loved him.

And we would always be looking for the light... together.

Traveling down a road of self-destructionWith no room for any reconstruction

It was the happiest moment of my life, though I didn't know it.

Fads are the kiss of death. When the fad goes away, you go with it.

I want girls to know that equality exists in this world. You can do anything you want.

‎"The best of men are just men at best.

Always have something to say. The man who has something to say and who is known never to speak unless he has, is sure to be listened to.�

We gotta control inflation, quit spending our money on everything. But this years tax increase, why it's the biggest in history.

I have one guy that I really have to talk to once a day, and if I don't talk to him once a day, I really feel like something is not completed. This is, like, an attraction story.

I do not need a thousand souls, I only need one, which is my master's.

For so remarkably perverse is the nature of man that he despises whoever courts him, and admires whoever will not bend before him.