One half of me is a hopeless romantic. The other half is well... just realistic.

No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 15, maybe 16. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. That will have to be enough.

Sometimes we don’t have a choice in where we come from, but we can definitely choose where we go from there.

Sometimes the most ordinary things can be made extraordinary by doing them with the right people.

If I had a choice, I wouldn’t be here… I wouldn’t be anywhere.

People don't change, they come closer and closer to who they really are.

In my life, I've lived, I've loved, I've lost, I've missed, I've hurt, I've trusted, I've made mistakes, but most of all, I've learned.

One day you're going to see her holding hands with someone who took your chance.

It’s about who you miss at 3 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not at 3 in the morning when you’re lonely.