Even though I'm seventeen, I guess I still thought this would always be true - that there would always be that lost-and-found, and not the lost-and-still-lost that I am now trapped inside.

I just needed to realize that style was like personality - it didn't always have to be consistent; it just had to be something you lived with.

Long live protest songs, in whatever form they take.

Freedom is also about what you will allow yourself to do.

There will always be more questions. Every answer leads to more questions. The only way to survive is to let some of them go.

You never let things go unanswered for too long. Emails. Phone calls. Questions. As if you know the waiting is the hardest part for me.

I find I very rarely live up to my words. And since you know me primarily through my words, there are oh so many ways I can disappoint.