Sometimes in the midst of all your boy drama, you just need a cupcake.

It’s like once everyone decides who you are, you’re locked into their version of you and that’s it.

Maybe but... if being impulsive means ruining other people's lives, then maybe I should just stay the same.

Tell me about it. It’s so hard to deal with a single parent. They take out all their anxiety on you. It’s like, she’s so angry all the time. And I didn’t even do anything!” “That’s so wrong.” “Yeah.” “Where’s your dad?” “I don’t know. My mom had me when she was still in high school, so . . .” “You don’t see him at all?” “No, and I don’t want to. I have no interest in maintaining a relationship with someone who didn’t love me enough to stick around.

The huge problems we deal with every day are actually really small. We’re so focused on what bothers us that we don’t even try to see our lives from a clearer perspective.

Love is never guaranteed. Love is a risk we take because we hope it will make us happy.

He never gives up on who I am or who I could be. He doesn't run away when things get complicated.