and it just hurts so fucking bad to lose someone that was the reason you got out of bed in the morning, the one that gave you a reason to keep going, because when you were with them, it seemed like maybe, things would be okay
― i miss you so much (via aggravations)
Oh shut up. Every time it rains, it stops raining. Every time you hurt, you heal. After darkness, there is always light and you get reminded of this every morning but still you choose to believe that the night will last forever. Nothing lasts forever. Not the good or the bad. So you might as well smile while you’re here.