Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. “I’m okay” we say. “I’m alright”. But sometimes the truth arrives on you and you can’t get it off.
"Every candle and prayer is not going to make up for the fact that the only thing you have left is a hole in your life where that somebody you care about used to be."
I don’t give a shit about grand gestures or flowers at my door, I just want your teeth across my neck and my lips pressed to the small of your back, I want your stupid fucking sense of humour making me laugh at 4am when I have to be up at 6.
My God, are we gonna be like, our parents? Not me. Ever.
Not everything happens for a reason. Sometimes life just sucks.
In order to rise
From its own ashes
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