I prefer to subscribe to that whole, “everything happens for a reason” theory, mostly because the alternative is too disturbing to think about.

You can't bring a duffel bag that says 'I Heart Cheese' on it, that's just offensive.

Manipulating situations is one thing, but lying is another. My theory (especially with girls) is that if you don't lie, you can't be held responsible for anything bad that goes down.

POSSIBLE OPENERS AFTER YOU'VE GOTTEN DRUNK AND SLEPT IN YOUR GUY ROOMMATE'S BED (A LIST):1. Hey, Drew, thanks for letting me sleep in your bed. I hope I didn't puke all over your sheets.2. What do you mean? I slept in your bed? Really? I don't remember any of it, I was so wasted.3. Thanks for not trying to molest me.

The thing about me and books is that whichever one I’m reading always reminds me of whatever’s happening in my life during that time.

Sometimes people do things that are complicated. For complicated reasons.

The information age is so psychotic - without the cell phone and Internet, I would be drama free right now.

The first day of school is bullshit

Because sometimes when someone is telling you something really important, it’s best to just let there be silence, to really think about what they’re saying. A lot of times people think they have to say something all insightful or wise or something to try and make the person feel better. But really, sometimes silence is best.

My eyes are a little blood shot from crying, and my hair's messy. But other than that i don't look like someone who's world is falling apart.

People come and go, in and out of each other’s lives like it’s nothing. So I don’t know how/why this should be a big deal.

When people start liking people, that’s when someone has the ability to get hurt.

You have to give respect to get respect.

Fresh, fun and oh-so-romantic, WILD HEARTS had me galloping through the pages. I absolutely loved it.