Author has written 8 stories for Twilight.
I'm between the ages of one and a hundred, I'm a girl, and I'm from Kentucky. I'm sarcastic, complicated, sometimes bitchy, and have a crazy life. But I have awesome friends and a great family, even though I sometimes think I'm the only sane one. My friends and I are completley crazy, and my family and I have conversations most peopl wouldn't understand. And I love every second of it.
My Favorite Quotes
Normality will be restored as soon as remember what it is.
Fear nothing. Risk everything.
I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for someone I'm not.
We could all take a lesson from crayons: some are sharp, some are beautiful, some have weird names, all are different colors, but they learn how to live in the same box.
You have to take to good with the bad, smile with the sad, love what you got, remember what you had, always forgive, but never forget, learn from your mistakes, but never regret, people change, things go wrong, but just remember that life goes on.
You may regret what you do, but you'll regret what you don't do even more.
Stand up for what you believe in, even is it means standing alone.
Love is like war. It's easy to begin, impossible to forget, and hard to end.
Anyone can give up. It's the easiest thing in the world to do. But to hold it all together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart, that is true strength.
We're all a little weird. And life's a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up in mutual weirdness and call it love.
The best things in life are unseen. That's why we colse our eyes when we kiss, cry, and dream.
There comes a point in your life when you realize who matters, who never did, who won't anymore, and who never will. So don't worry about the people in your past. There is a reason they didn't make it to your future.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let them go, things go wrong so that you can learn to appreciate them when they're right, you believe less so that you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so that better ones can come together.
You spend minutes, days, weeks, or even months over-analyzing a situation, trying to put the pieces back together, justifying what could've, would've happened. Or you just leave the pieces on the floor and try to move on.
The past. It's done. It's unchangeable. Move on.
Nothing last forever. So live it up, drink it down, laugh it off, avoid all the bullshit, and never have regrets. Because at one point, everything you did was exactly what you wanted.
Well-behaved women seldom make history.
Stop the heartache, rewind the good times, fast foward the bad things, and pause the unforgettable moments. The only reason people hold on to memories so tightly is because they are the only things that stay the same when everyone and everything changes.
Be careful who you trust, don't listen to anyone who gets in your way, do what you think is right, and forget what other people have to say.
Judge me and I'll prove you wrong. Tell me what to do, and I'll tell you off. Say I'm not worth it and watch where I end up. Call me a bitch and I'll show you one. Screw me over and I'll do it to you twice as hard. Call me crazy, but you really have no idea.
Life is all about ass. Either everyone is covering it, laughing it off, kicking it, kissing it, trying to get a piece if it, or simply just being one.
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave in a safe, well-preserved body, but to skid in sideways, totally worn out, screaming "Holy shit, what a ride!"
I am no way near perfect. I eat when I'm bored, I fall for boys easily, I'm vulnerable to believing lies, I make up excuse for everything. I have best friends and enemies. I have drama and memories. That's life. Live it, love it, learn from it.
In a world of cheerios, be a Froot-Loop.
The truth is...everyone is going to hurt you. You just have to decide who is worth the pain.
Basic definitions of science: if it's green or wiggles, it's Biology. If it stinks, it's Chemistry. If it doesn't work, it's Physics.
We're not sarcastic, we're hilarious. We're not annoying, we're just cooler than you. We're not bitches, we just don't like you. We're not obsessed, we're just best friends.
It doesn't matter whether the glass if half-full or half-empty. Just drink the damn thing and get it over with.
Remember, it takes forty-two muscles to frown, twenty-eight to smile, but hey, it only takes four to reach out and to punch someone.
Advice is what we ask for when we already have the answer but wish we didn't.
If it wasn't for physics and the law, hell, I'd be unstoppable.
With everything that you can do, the real question is what will you do?
A suicide note written by someone who isn't suicidal is called an autobiography.
Don't let the bastards get you down.
My Favorite Twilight Quotes
What if you sincerely believed something was true, but you were dead wrong? What if you were so stubbornly sure that you were right, that you wouldn't even consider the truth? Would the truth be silenced, or would it try to break through?
Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of a second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind the bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Before you, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars--points of light and reason. And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly, everything was on fire. There was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for living.
I'll be back so soon you won't even have time to miss me. Look after my heart--I've left it with you.
Option three: Edward loved me. The bond forged between us was not one that could be broken by absence, distance, or time. And no matter how much more special or beautiful or brilliant or perfect then he might be, he was as irreversibly altered as I was. As I would always belong to him, so he would always be mine.
I am Switzerland.
Afraid of a needle...Oh, a sadistic vampire, intent on toturing her to death, sure, no prolem, she runs off the meet him. An IV on the other hand...
How can I put this so that you’ll believe me? You’re not asleep, and you’re not dead. I’m here, and I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you. I was thinking of you, seeing your face in my mind, every second that I was away. When I told you that I didn’t want you, it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy.
Sometimes, kismet happens.
Life sucks, and then you die.
One day Mrs. Jones went to have a talk with the minister at the local church. "Reverend," she said, "I have a problem: my husband keeps falling asleep during your sermons. It's very embarrassing. What should I do?"
"I have an idea," said the minister. "Take this hatpin with you. I will be able to tell when Mr. Jones is sleeping, and I will motion to you at specific times. When I motion, you give him a good poke in the leg."
In church the following Sunday, Mr. Jones dozed off. Noticing this, the preacher put his plan to work. "And who made the ultimate sacrifice for you?" he said, nodding to Mrs. Jones.
"Jesus!" Jones cried as his wife jabbed him the leg with the hatpin.
"Yes, you are right, Mr. Jones," said the minister. Soon, Mr. Jones nodded off again. Again, the minister noticed. "Who is your redeemer?" he asked the congregation, motioning towards Mrs. Jones.
"God!" Mr. Jones cried out as he was stuck again with the hatpin.
"Right again," said the minister, smiling. Before long, Mr. Jones had winked off again. However, this time, the minister did not notice. As he picked up the tempo of his sermon, he made a few motions that Mrs. Jones mistook as signals to bayonet her husband with the hatpin again.
The minister asked, "And what did Eve say to Adam after she bore him his 99th son?"
Mrs. Jones poked her husband, who yelled, "You stick that goddamned thing in me one more time and I'll break it in half and shove it up your ass!"
"Amen," replied the congregation.
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