Sometimes we forget about our own advantages because we focus on what we don't have. Just because you have to work a little harder at something that seems easier to others doesn't mean you're without your own talents.

Villains are mostly just people villainized by circumstance

I know I'm bitter and a little jaded, and mildly enjoy it, but am I a sad person? Am I happy? I plan on being happy in the future for sure, but it isn't here yet. So what does that make me, exactly?

I love thinking that there is magic in the world, that there are people in the world with amazing abilities that we just don't know about.

You’re not weak. Your life is not defined by a letter grade, a dress size, your sexuality or anything else. You have every chance at happiness. You were not meant to suffer. You are loved. Never, ever give up.

That’s my biggest fear – disappointing those people who look up to me.

I feel like little bits of my soul are being shipped domestically.