Its Weird To Think That, In This Very Moment Someone Is Lying Alone On Their Death Bed, Balancing Between

It’s weird to think that, in this very moment someone is lying alone on their death bed, balancing between life and death. Someone is reuniting with an old lover tightly wrapped in a warm embrace. Someone is writing a suicide note, pondering different ways to say goodbye. Right in this moment, someone's heart is fluttering from a first kiss and someone's is breaking from a goodbye.~H.C.

This won’t make your blog look ugly. How could you not reblog this? REBLOGGING THIS COULD SAVE A LIFE!!!

I'd very much like to punch a feminist.

I’d never, ever hurt a lady but I’d be happy to punch a feminist. It’d bring me great joy.

Life asked death "Why do people love me but hate you so?" Death replied "Because, you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth"

i want this on my grave

And thank you, Mr. Mosby. For taking care of me all these years.