I need a new friend. I need a friend, period. Not a true friend, nothing close or share clothes or sleepover giggle giggle yak yak. Just a pseudo-friend, disposable friend. Friend as accessory. Just so I don't feel or look so stupid.

I am super proud of being an American, but we fail our veterans every day.

If I can write a book that will help the world make a little more sense to a teen, then that's why I was put on the planet.

What do I want? The answer to that question does not exist.

Do I want to die from the inside out or the outside in?

I am beginning to measure myself in strength, not pounds. Sometimes in smiles.

The best time to talk to ghosts is just before the sun comes up.