“If you’re horrible to me, I’m going to write a song about it, and you won’t like it. That’s how I operate.”

I’m intimidated by the fear of being average.

If somebody hurts you, it’s okay to cry a river, just remember to build a bridge and get over it.

My conversations with my mom have always been and will always be some of my favorite memories.

I have this really high priority on happiness and finding something to be happy about.

Your feelings so are important to write down, to capture, and to remember because today you’re heartbroken, but tomorrow you’ll be in love again.

The past is the past. Don’t let it kill you.

I once believed love would be burning red.

Be careful with what you say. A girl remembers everything.

We don’t wish for the easy stuff. We wish for big things. Things that are ambitious, out of reach.

Even if you’re happy with the life you’ve chosen, you’re still curious about the other options.

A great song will say how you feel better than you ever could.

I keep one eye on the path I didn’t choose every day.

No matter how bad your day is, just be grateful this day is added to your life.

Words can break someone into a million pieces, but they can also put them back together. I hope you use yours for good, because the only words you’ll regret more than the ones left unsaid are the ones you use to intentionally hurt someone.

Happiness and confidence are the prettiest things you can wear.

There’s more to life than dating the boy on the football team.

Like all bullies, they’re cowards underneath the swagger.

I was bullied by a few people who were much older than me. I went to camp to learn boxing. I was 12, and my coach was 24. I felt like if I could fight him, I could stand up to anyone.

I wasn’t bullied by the mean girls in high school. I’m just bullied by adults and teenagers all over the world.

I was so skinny, they gave me the nickname stechetto – the stick. I was tall, thin, ugly and dark like an Arab girl. I looked strange. All eyes. No flesh on my bones.

I allowed myself to be bullied because I was scared and didn’t know how to defend myself. I was bullied until I prevented a new student from being bullied. By standing up for him, I learned to stand up for myself.

I have experienced a lot of online bullying because I am homeschooled.

If there’s someone getting picked on, be nice to them and be helpful to them.

I get bullied a lot on social media, and it’s terrible.