In life,there are only four kinds of girls: The girl who played with fire. The girl who opened Pandora's Box. The girl who gave Adam the apple. And the girl whose best friend stole her boyfriend.

He leans over and kisses me. And suddenly, my life splits in two: before and after.

As long as you're neurotic and crazy, he's great. But once he solves all your problems, he becomes the problem.

There is a thin line between attraction and repulsion

There's so many things that mattered so much in my 20s and 30s that don't matter now.

If you believe in love, you're setting yourself up to be disappointed.

Rule number three: Best friends always think you deserve the best guy even if the best guy barely knows you exist.