Nothing Is Ever Perfect. It Is What

Everyone Wants To Belong, Or Be A Part Of Something Bigger Than Themselves, But It's Important To Follow Your Heart And Be True To Yourself In The Process.

There Are Two Kinds Of Sorry. There Is The Sorry Imbued With Regret. And A Pure Sorry. The Kind That Is Merely Asking For Forgiveness, Nothing More.

But Now We Have Time. Endless Time Stretches Before Us.

Where We Belong Is Often Where We Least Expect To Find Ourselves—a Place That We May Have Willed Ourselves To Forget, But That The Heart Remembers Forever.

Some Of My Very Closest Friends Are My Guy Friends, Going Back To The Third Grade, So I Believe In The Integrity Of The Male-female Friendship.