Believe Me, When You Die,

It's Not About Finding Mr Right, Or That Sort Of Conventional Ending, But I Do Want My Characters To Have Hope - And That's What I Do With All My Stories.

Every Single Time You Crossed Over For Me And Met Me On My Side. I Realize Now, I Don't Think I Ever Met You In The Middle. And I Don't Think I Ever Once Said That You For That.

Aim For What U Want And The Year Will All Make A Sense.

She Wanted To Be Irresponsible, She Wanted To Be Looked After, To Be Told That She Didn't Have To Worry About A Thing And That Someone Else Would Take Care Of Everything. How Easy Life Would Be Without Having Grown-up Problems To Worry About. And Then She Could Grow Up All Over Again.

Slow Down. Stop Trying To Do Everything Now, Now, Now. Hold Up The People Behind You For All You Care, Feel Them Kicking At Your Heels But Maintain Your Pace. Don't Let Anybody Dictate Your Speed.