Each time that I have felt like I might finally be figuring some things out, life has decided to change the rules and I’ve had to start all over again.

I wish that love could be broken down the way it breaks me down.

I want to be the best version of myself for anyone who is going to someday walk into my life and need someone to love them beyond reason.

You battled monsters. You sweat and cried your way to this one prolific moment where you finally realize that those dark days and sleepless nights were pre-requisites to your becoming.

I wish on one of the stars for divine orchestration and save the rest of them for all of the other girls in the world who will feel like I do tonight.

I’m going to follow this invisible red thread until I find myself again… until I finally figure out… who I’m meant to be.

Although many things may still need to happen before you identify what your exact work will be, I know that every single person whom you’re meeting and every experience that you’re having is necessary to...

If you ever find yourself on a path that just doesn’t feel safe anymore, you have every right to stop the car. Get out – change your shoes and start walking.

Hope, in anything but myself, is just way too dangerous right now…

I’m tired of justifying why I love someone. I’m done with the explaining.

I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me of myself — my past and the kaleidoscope of mistakes, failures and wrong...

We live in a world where there is such a clear definition of what a girl should be that it takes almost no effort at all to completely hate ourselves.

Standing naked on the beach with all of my secrets between my legs, I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me...

I know that this process of ‘me changing my life’ doesn’t just end once I set fire to this list of things I hate about myself. Tonight isn’t as much of a new beginning as...

As girls, we will do anything for the person whom we love. We will scale buildings in the rain or run through fire if it means saving our love’s life. There is absolutely nothing more...

I tried on different versions of myself. I was so many different girls…

Being a Dream Girl is never going to be about what you look like or how much you weigh. After all, our physical appearances are just reflections of our inner worlds. What makes you a...

That last time you kissed me my heart slid past your teeth down into the center of your chest… trapping us both in a stainless cage.

Does our purpose on Earth directly link to the people whom we end up meeting? Are our relationships and experiences actually the required dots that connect and then lead us to our ultimate destinies?

I never want a girl to lose all hope that her life can’t completely turn around, even if she feels that she is at the edge, standing on one foot, and ready to say goodbye.

I feel like a paper cut just waiting to bleed.

I love him in ways that I can’t explain to other people. They don’t understand… it’s not their fault.

I tried to push my body through his and completely disappear.

We make people into Gods, desperate that they never leave us and hopeful that someday, if we ever deserve it, maybe they’ll love us back even half way.

I never want you to deny anything about yourself because you have grown up thinking it’s unacceptable or inconvenient for the people around you.

I kept waiting for the part where I’d finally know who I was — some flashing, neon moment of relief, but it never came.

I fantasize the night sky to be like a cosmic blue print of my life as I close my eyes and unbutton my heart…. just in case anyone up there is listening.

The only way that you can identify and then fulfill your life’s purpose is for you to love yourself, charge up your life and serve the world.

I can feel my life changing and I’m not ready.

If ever I was running, it was towards you.

The Fall will always be yours and mine…

Look at your past… you should hate yourself way more than you actually do!”?Welcome to your Little Monster.

If I had an .MP3 of your heartbeat… I might actually get some sleep.

Something, somewhere, knows what’s best for me and promises to keep sending me people and experiences to light my way as long as I live in gratitude and keep paying attention to the signs.

Finding yourself and creating a life that feels authentic and safe is the hardest, most important work that we will ever do and for girls, especially young girls, there is no one more equipped to...

Don’t allow yourself to feel guilty about wanting deep and endless love, amazing sex and opportunities that will change your life. Expect these things – work for them and don’t ever stop until they’re yours.

I really believe that there is an invisible red thread tied between him and me, and that it has stretched and tangled for years — across oceans and lifetimes. I know that it won’t break...

He looked at me, that first day, like he had just found something he’d lost a thousand years ago.

Even if we try to conform to ideals and strive for perfection, we will always be pulled back to our core identity because it’s the path of least resistance for our souls – an energy...

In the old days, when travelers would get lost, they would follow the stars and I love that idea. I wish that I could rely on something as simple and magnificent as a star for...

I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past, present and future were all the same thing.

Sometimes you have to let go a little bit and travel the path of least resistance but this doesn’t mean that you quit when things get tough, as you are working towards a goal! It...

I lost my innocence very young and it had nothing to do with sex.

Everything hurts right now and nothing is helping because as the pain is getting worse — so is the love.

I write letters to you that you’ll never see.

I could watch him do this until morning — never asking questions and never interrupting his work. I worship quietly — his intense focus and attention to detail and then, out of no where, I...

Love is my drug of choice, even if it comes laced with pain and disaster.

I ruin everything. I think that a bullet must have passed through my heart when I was very young, causing me to bleed out slowly, over things and people and every white surface that I’d...

I’ve grown up defined by this desperate, undeniable, ‘can’t breathe’ kind of space inside of myself and I’m afraid that the diagnosis is fatal.

Despite how lonely or broken down you might feel, we need you with us helping to make the world better, kinder and safer, especially for the little girls coming up.