I Will Find The Good In This

But Now We Have Time. Endless Time Stretches Before Us.

Recognizing That There Is More Heartbreak In Continuous Disappointment Than A Void.

I Don't Convey That I Can Be Moody Or A Perfectionist Or That I'm A Nervous Person, But I Am All Those Things. It's Just Not Going To Shine Through When You're Posting A Picture.

Sorrow Comes With So Many Defense Mechanisms. You Have Your Shock, Your Denial, Your Getting Wasted, Your Cracking Jokes, And Your Religion. You Also Have The Old Standby Catchall—the Blind Belief In Fate, The Whole "things Happening For A Reason" Drill.

You’ll Never Regret Being A Good Friend.