For as badass and unaffected as we try to come off, we’re all just one sentence away from being brought to the edge of tears.
John Mayer (via thatkindofwoman)
Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, A Nice Quiet Place (via daddyfuckedme)
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.