Meanwhile I'll probably see him again. That's how sick I am.

If you smile, even if you’re feeling bad, the action of the muscles will trick your brain into thinking you’re happy

I know I have to do the right thing. And the sooner you do the right thing, the better. You get it over with, and you don't have to worry about it anymore. But who does that in real life? Instead, you procrastinate and think about it and put it off and think about it some more until that one little pebble grows into a giant block inside your head.

It was scary how a girl couldn't live without friends.

All those men who end up disappointing you. After a while, you don't even want to have feelings anymore. You just want to get on with your life.

You know what they say: A woman needs a man about as much as a fish needs a bicycle.

I have this theory: If you forgive someone, they can't hurt you anymore.