When do you reach the point in your life where suddenly, nothing is good enough? You're unhappy with every aspect, you reach out for other people, other things, and you decide to give up the life you had. How do you reach that point? And is it permanent? When is love no longer enough?

I've joined the world of the true adults; I am now 21. It's very nice, I love going out to the bars with my friends after a long night of work.

I went to Boston the other day with a girl friend of mine, it was quite the ride. It was definitely one of those 'yolo' moments, 'cause if we were sane people, we wouldn't have done it. But we came back home alive, with good stories to tell.

I just hope and pray that I never forget how important the people I love are to me, and I hope I never fall out of love with them, because there is nobody in this world better than these.

Jumping ship.

There's a special place in Hell for those individuals who drag others into situations they aren't happy in, force them to make decisions they don't agree with, and then decide they're done with it so they take off.

Special place in hell for that captain who jumps ship and leaves her crew to deal with the mess.