You can never forget the people who were always there for you from the beginning.

I think that it's okay to be mad at someone who hurt you. This isn't about, like, the pageantry of trying to seem like nothing affects you.

Why leave when you can stay, why stay if you have to go

We're in our twenties and we don't know anything and it's awesome.

I've wanted one thing in my life. I don't want to be that girl that gets that one thing then complains.

When I was 8 years old, it mattered what my favorite singer said and wore and expressed opinions about. And if I have a chance to matter to the growth and hopes and wishes of little girls, that's something I can't take lightly. So I do factor them in when I'm thinking about what to wear, and what to say, and whether or not to go out to bars even thought I'm not twenty-one.

People don't take you seriously if you scream, if you raise your voice, especially when you're a 19-year-old girl.