if i had the power to do anything and everything, i would make life better for everyone else. i just think it’s unfair for people to suffer this much when they’re finally doing something good with their life. everybody deserves second chances. so why the hell is life making it so difficult for them?
maybe these are just challenges. everyday conflicts that make or break who you are. either fortifying or fragmenting it into pieces. you watch your defenses strengthen or crumble down. either way, it’s your choice. you decide which side you wanna hold on to. everything’s a fucking choice.
and we’re fucking stuck in between.