I'm not really that girl who dreams about her wedding day.

To truly love is to have the courage to walk away and let the other person who wishes to be free go no matter how much it hurts.

It was a time of great loneliness. He had a group of friends, and suddenly I had no one and did not understand why. I felt excluded. Some days, the majority was in high school and did not know who to talk to. And that is something really terrible when you're twelve years old.

Sometimes in love it just gets to the point where I have to give up. I have to give up trying and I have to give up believing because I know things won't change. To me, giving up isn't being weak. Giving up is being strong enough to let go.

I like organizing things. I like organizing my closets, so that I know where everything is. And and I used to color code it.

Silence speaks so much louder than screaming tantrums. Never give anyone an excuse to say that you're crazy.

Falling in love isn't as easy as it seems when you've seen love crash and burn right in front of your eyes.