I Can't. You Can't Rewrite The Past.

If I Had A Chance With Him, I Missed It. No, I Didn't Miss It. I Threw It Away.

Here's A Tip. If You Touch A Girl, Even As Joke, And She Pushes You Off, Leave... Her... Alone. Don't Touch Her. Anywhere! Just Stop. Your Touch Does Nothing But Sicken Her.

I Wanted People To Trust Me, Despite Anything They'd Heard. And More Than That, I Wanted Them To Know Me. Not The Stuff They Thought They Knew About Me. No, The Real Me. I Wanted Them To Get Past The Rumors. To See Beyond The Relationships I Once Had, Or Maybe Still Had But That They Didn't Agree With.

When The Right Moment Appears, The Key Is To Not Let It Pass.

How Many Times Had I Let Myself Connect With Someone Only To Have It Thrown Back In My Face?