Fate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with.

There’s nothing worse than falling in love with a person over and over every time you lay eyes on them, especially when you hate their goddamn guts

Inside every believe, there's a lie.

Don't swear off all the fruits just because you ate one bad apple.

Sometimes I would open my eyes when we were kissing, I would watch him and I could see it. I could actually see LOVE - not words, not an emotion, not an abstract concept or a subjective state of mind, but a living, breathing thing.

And when Paul dove to embrace me, the look on his face was one of absolute, perfect joy—the kind of joy that can't be reproached, stolen, or marred—the kind that only the innocent or the ignorant are capable of experiencing.

I didn’t write that song to try and win you over, or to steal you away from him. I wrote it because I knew I never could.