It's amazing to me how few guys know their friends' birthdays.
When I meet someone I like being with more than I like being alone, I'll marry her.
Blurring the line between friendship and attraction was a surefire to lose a friend.
Hush little baby, Dont you cry, Dont cut your arms, Dont say goodbye. Put down that razor, Put down that light, It maybe hard but, You'll win this fight.
Maybe the thing to do after you roll the dice-and lose-is simply pick them up and roll them again.
I still think I love him more. It's one of those things you never know for certain because there's no way to enter all the relationship data in a computer and have it spit out a definitive answer. You can't quantify love, and if you try, you wind up focusing on misleading factors.