Allowing My Mind To Think Only Brings Me Tears Of Sadness.

Allowing my mind to think only brings me tears of sadness.

Self-Love is the best love.

Everyday is a new day to start over. What if each new day is a painful reminder that you’re no longer here. And as the days add up, I am in constant agony or completely numb just to ease the pain.

Work and family have been the primary cause of my stress in life. They continue to distinguish any sort of living I attempt at.

“There was an age difference, but as with all great couples, whatever the discrepancies are in age, it just sort of melts away as the months and years go by.” - David Foster (describing Celine and René love)