Be careful what you're doing, because no one is ever who you want them to be.

Sometimes when you hit send, you can imagine the message going straight into the person's heart. But other times, like this time, it feels like the words are merely falling into a well.

I learn about the highs and lows of living with the same mother for your entire life, about how no one can make you angrier, but how you can't really love anyone more.

Kindness connects to who you are, while niceness connects to how you want to be seen.

I don't get this at all. It's like protesting the fact that some people are red-haired.

We do not start as dust. We do not end as dust. We make more than dust. That's all we ask of you. Make more than dust.

I am proud that I defy your categories. I am proud that I don't fit easily into any box. I am proud of all the things I am and all the things i can be. Question yourself every time you think you only see one thing in me.