In the end we only regret chances we didnt take, the relationships we were afraid to have, and the decisions we waited too long to make. There comes a time in your life when you realise who matters, who doesn't, who never did and who always will.
I flipping hate this about myself!!!! I look so fucking desperate when in reality I'm just a very loving person. It is killing me and I can't do it anymore. I barley have the effort and strength to breath.