Part of me could do it. Run off and get married. But another part... Another part of me wondered if I could really trust anyone. If all relationships were all doomed.

We're all crazy. What's your specific form of crazy?

Yup, believe it: I was born on March 28, yet my name is April.

They write songs about California girls for a reason.

Liking someone doesn't make you weak.

Sometimes you don't need lightning to start a fire. Sometimes, it builds on its own.

Funny how life messed with you.