Broken hearts never mend because fools never move on.–
I have two paths in front of me, so which one do I take? And if I pick one, will I look back and wonder what I am missing out on at the end of the other path? Because I don’t want to look back. I want to know that I want something for sure. And I do know what I want- I think. I don’t want to go to bed unhappy anymore. I keep thinking of these random moments that usually make me feel...