Love is a two-way street.
Always regret the things you did do, never the things you didn't.
I think what love is changes over time, as you grow older, learn more, do more.
I would rather have nothing than something that was only alright.
I was in charge. Of it all. All the time. For ever.
Crying was an acceptable outlet, even if it made you feel raw and empty inside, it was still better than that build up of resentment that grew from not letting your emotions out. - My Bestfriend's Girl -