Sometimes I just ask myself HOW the fuck can I still have so strong feelings that are not harmful.
Since my heart has been broken, I live feeling it. Every. Single. Second.
Every pound is pain.
But then some explosions come, like, wow. Faith... love. Faith in love? Loving faith? Who cares?
My strenght surprises me, as well as the autodestructive part. But strenght is stronger.
You might get what you don't expect.
You are allowed to fall down but hey
you MUST get up. Everysingletime.
the sun rises up everyday