At some point, you grow out of being attracted to that flame that burns you over and over and over again.

I think that as you grow up, as you get older, we can't get bitter, we can't get jaded.

I know my flaws before other people point them out to me.

If there's a pregnancy rumor, people will find out it's not true when you wind up not being pregnant, like nine months from now, and if there's a house rumor, they'll find out it's not true when you are actively not ever spotted at that house.

When you hear people making hateful comments, stand up to them. Point out what a waste it is to hate, and you could open their eyes.

As I grow up, the lessons I learn in love and relationships and how we treat each other are hopefully maturing - hopefully.