Some days I totally appreciate everything that's happening to me, and some days I feel everyone's waiting for me to mess up.

I think I have to trust that you end up with the person you're supposed to end up with, and that everything in between is there to teach you stuff.

I was from a small town, and nobody really expects you to leave, especially before you graduate. That doesn't happen.

I think there's something so attractive about mystery.

I began absolutely non-stop tormenting my parents, begging them on a daily basis to move there.

This is a new year. A new beginning. And things will change.

Style is such a personal thing; it's your way to be an individual.