This life is a fragile and delicate blessing, and i think we all are victims of amnesia when it comes to that fact.
There is nothing but today. Nothing but your faith, family, health and the exact moment you have it all with you.
Tomorrow is a privilege, never a right. Nothing in this life is promised.
The tragic events of the last few months have served to me as an awful reminder of these rules of life. But what is life without death, love without heartbreak, and day without night? The bad is there to remind us of the good, and tragedy strikes to remind us what matters. From here on out I’m not dealing with the petty fights that don’t do anything but determine social status or distribution of power.
I’m gonna be damn happy without the unimportant, vain, childish, stupid, devilish drama.
And everything just leads me back to him. After all this time and all this distance he’s still the only one that sends a shiver up my spine when he calls me beautiful.
most common thought: damn haha im going to have to deal with that sooner or later