Sometimes Love Can Be An

When I Was In High School, I Was Always Really Envious Of Those Girls Who Seemed To Have Everything: The Perfect Hair, Perfect Clothes, Perfect Boyfriend, Perfect Life. It Wasn't Until I Was Older That I Realized That Nobody's Life Is Perfect, And That Those Girls Probably Had A Lot Of The Same Problems I Did.

The Further You Go, The More You Have To Be Proud Of. At The Same Time, In Order To Come A Long Way, You Have To Be Behind To Begin With. In The End, Though Maybe It's Not How You Reach A Place That Matters. Just That You Get There At All.

Life Has A Way Of Disregarding Even Your Best Intentions.

I Think Readers Are Just Looking For Things That Maybe They Recognize Or Can Relate To In The Books.

Because Anyone That Can Make You Feel That Bad About Yourself Is Toxic.