Life goes on
For every single living soul, each night and each morning, life must go on. Throughout every day you learn of truth, love, happiness, fears, etc, each and every one putting just a little more strain on your heart. Every time something goes wrong once again you come to the conclusion that life must go on, despite the small knowledge that appears in the back of your mind that you don’t want it to. You know that endings could in fact be beginnings and that it’s merely the road to your own personal happiness. But no matter what anyone tells you and I’m contradicting myself here… it sucks.
