If I’ve learned anything in life, it’s that the people you love have the power to hurt you the most.  The one’s you give everything, have the power to take everything.  Though that sucks and never feels okay, for me their has always been a reason.  Some silver lining at the end that makes everything seem at least “okay” or “meant to be” as some say.  Last night was really hard tough for me and none of it seemed okay.  To be honest it still doesn’t seem okay.  But that’s life.  Not much of it I’ve realized makes any sense.  

It’s like you wake up in the morning and you can decide if you are going to be the best person you can be or not give two fucks about anyone.  For me, I desire to be something great everyday. With that need for something great, you are bound to have some failures along the way.  People will hurt you like you didn’t think possible, and the funny thing is you can hurt someone just as bad.  Though we all like to believe we would never do such a thing.  I’m not sure where I’m getting at here but I hope one day I have more answers than I do now.  I want someone I guess to tell me that all of this nonsense is okay.  But I’m not sure if anyone can really do that for me.  So for now I’m just going to go along with my nonsense, pretending that it’s exactly what I had planned.