Author has written 6 stories for Avatar: Last Airbender, Glee, and Hunger Games.
Never take life seriously. Nobody ever gets out alive anyway.
Likes: Fall, occasional solitude, tattoos, swearing, dogs, drawing, art, volleyball, tumblr, my brother
Dislikes: Not understanding, being hot, not being left alone, assholes (you know who you are)
Obessions: Glee and superheroes, mostly.
What I used to be obsessed with (and still revisit from time to time): Avatar, Twilight, Maximum ride, Star Wars the Clone Wars, Pokemon, Harry Potter
-My mind works like lightning, one brilliant flash and it’s gone.
-When angry, count to ten, when very angry, swear.
-Life isn’t passing me by, it’s trying to run me over.
-If only life was like a book, you could bookmark the chapters you liked and go back to them whenever you wanted to.
-Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, “I think I’ll squeeze these dangly things here and drink what comes out”?
-“A good friend bails you out of jail. A great friend is sitting there next to you saying ‘Man, that was fun!’”
-“The past is only the future with the lights on.”
-So what if we act like immature idiots? We’re having fun.
-Don’t follow me, I’m lost too.
-Some minds are like concrete; thoroughly mixed and permanently set.
-You and me against the world... We attack at dawn.
-Last night, as I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky, I thought to myself, "Where the fuck is my ceiling?"
-The optimist proclaims we live in the best of all possible worlds; the pessimist fears it is true.
-Heck is the place for people who don't believe in Gosh.
-I want to do that thing when you put a map of the world on your wall and put pins in all the places you've been to. But first, I'll have to travel to the top two corners of the map so it doesn't fall down.
-The Director:"'You were designed to be very smart, Max, We electrically stimulated your synaptic nerve endings while your brain was developing."
-Don't take life too seriously; no one gets out alive anyway.
We will remember you.
Leaves from the vine,
Falling so slow,
Like fragile, tiny shells,
Drifting in the foam,
Little soldier boy,
Comes marching home,
Brave soldier boy,
Come marching home.