Loving you was young, and wild, and free.
Don’t be blinded by the darkness. It will slowly, but surely eat you alive.
The new you is waiting.
You feel lost in a mysterious land. The rush is so exhilarating.
It’s going to be uncomfortable. But, you cannot run anymore.
He fights with you.
Sure we have a weird way of showing how we feel, but at least we’re all in this together. It’s not a crime to crack a joke.
As much as we want the power to control simply everything that happens around us, it’s physically impossible.
Your life is one epic attempt to decode and analyze yourself.
Shit happens. Guilt happens. But you have to move on.