I came across this phrase; "Don't regret what you did. Regret what you didn't do."

What is going to be the thing I didn't do?

Fight for you. Or stick to my decision now?

Just. kill. me. now..

Tomorrow never did come, and I never did tell you how much I love you.

Everything I did was a mistake.

You said you just needed a legit reason why I let you go. The reason is, I'm scared. Not because I wasn't ready to be committed. But because I wasn't ready to stand up to my parents. How was I suppose to be with you, and lie to my parents? I could never do that. We said we'd figure this out together when we got back together. But this is an impasse. There's no loophole for this. Letting you go is going to be the biggest regret I have in my life. How I wish I could just pick up the phone right now and scream out I love you. But I know that'll just recreate this problem again.

I'd rather let you continuing hating me. Making you think that I used you, played you, hurt you, dumped you. At least then you'd have no trouble moving on.

I really wish I was a cold heartless bitch now. Cause right now, I cant sleep, or eat, or laugh, smile, not even cry. I can't do anything. My biggest regret is letting you go. Your biggest regret is letting me in.

Fear makes people do stupid things they'll regret one day. Fear, is a part of the human nature that we cant run away from. We fear choices and decisions, possibilities and consequences. We fear everything. Or at least I do.

I feared fighting for something I wasn't sure of, you. I always said I wanted to do the right thing. &I had two choices out of this. Either confess to my mom, or give up on you. But was I willing to fight for you? Were my feelings that strong? I didn't know..I was unsure.

One day, I just couldnt take it. All the secrecy and guilt that I was hiding from my parents. How can I just lie to their face, into their eyes, when all they've ever wanted was the best for me? I broke down, and confessed everything. I knew my mom wasn't happy about it. But what she said was right. Is this infatuation or love? A friend of mine once wrote, love should not be questioned. The only question about it is if its love or lust. Was this love, or lust?

I knew if I insisted to be with you, to deal with the consequences of having a boyfriend, my mom wouldnt be too happy about it. But you would be overwhelmed. So what should I do?

My whole life, I've always wanted to make others happy. I've always disregard my own thoughts and just follow follow follow. Was it because I hated confrontation? I'm not sure. All I knew was, I never stood up for my own thoughts. And all I wanted to do was please others, to not be hated. But I knew, I couldnt satisfy both parties in this situation. Someone is bound to get hurt. How I wish I could just disappear from this earth now. Because right now, I'm sure I've just became the worst bitch in the planet. Quote: "cold heartless bitch".