For better or worse, he was my soul mate. The other half of me. In many ways, he was my reflection.
Reflected in YouWhat was worse, he couldn't tell her how much he thought he maybe might kinda sorta love her.
Seduce the DarknessTo deceive oneself is worse than to deceive others." These harsh words pierced me to the core.
Nurtured by Love: The Classic Approach to Talent EducationI wonder if I'll ever have to decide which is worse, life as we're living or no life at all.
Life As We Knew It