you know you’re fucked when those late night thoughts start hitting you in the middle of the day
Yes, you will get your heart broken. That’s the raw and honest truth, and it’s only fair that you’re made aware of it. Somebody is going to stamp on your heart and grind it into the ground like it’s something irritating on their shoe, and there won’t be a damn thing you can do about it. But everything that happens next is your decision. That’s what you get to decide. And yes, at first you’ll cry and you’ll scream and you’ll hate your parents and blame yourself and all the rest of it, but then time will move forward and you’ll find that what comes out of it is something much greater than you ever expected. You’ll grow stronger from the person who made you feel like dust, like practically nothing, and you’ll realise that this had to happen. And not because you deserve it or because you weren’t good enough or pretty enough or smart enough, but because it will make you appreciate the good so much more. Because if you fell in love with the wrong person, imagine how beautiful and magical it will be to fall for the right one. And you will find freedom and laughter and respect, and the ability to look back and know that you made it. This isn’t your life. It’s not over yet. In fact, it’s just beginning.
I like my music so loud, I can’t hear my thoughts.