No matter what love throws at you, you have to believe in it.

In school if you're different that's uncool. But I try to maintain confidence in who I am...because...you know...I don't really want to change it.

We don't wish for the easy stuff. We wish for big things. Things that are ambitious, out of reach.

Real love still happens sometimes. It's not just something we make up when you're nine. I have to believe that. You do too.

My ultimate goal is to end up being happy. Most of the time.

When I am talking to people who I feel don't like me or are mean, I get really shy, and I kind of curl up personality wise.

It can be heartbreaking when you find out that your fairytale image of the world doesn't match the reality.