How Could You Love Someone And Not

The Only True Happiness Lies In Knowing Who You Are ... And Making Peace With It.

If People Would Write Exactly What I Wanted To Read I Wouldn't Feel So Compelled To Write Myself

I Hate To Shop. I Consider It One Of Life's Necessary Evils, Like Brussels Sprouts And High-heeled Shoes.

Without Hope, Love Dies And Parts Of You Wither.

It's Good Not To Be The Only Girl In The Fight For Once.