That's what happens to dreams, life gets in the way.

It takes two people to make a friendship work

No one gets to start where they left off; it just doesn't work that way.

In my family, we seem to have a tortured history of not saying what we ought to and not meaning what we do.

I knew that somewhere God was laughing. He had taken the other half of my heart, the one person who knew me better than I knew myself, and He had done what nothing else could do. By bringing us together, He had set into motion the one thing that could tear us apart.

I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame.

To be truly popular, it has to look like something you are, when in reality, it's what you make yourself.