Basically we are all looking for someone who knows who we are and will break it to us gently.
I am not a place for cowards.
Stop loving people into corners.
Few men realize that their life, the very essence of their character, their capabilities and their audacities, are only the expression of their belief in the safety of their surroundings.
Stop romanticizing people who hurt you.
You just do it. You force yourself to get up. You force yourself to put one foot before the other, and God damn it, you refuse to let it get to you. You fight. You cry. You curse. Then you go about the business of living. That’s how I’ve done it. There’s no other way.