she was like the moon

The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.

There will be days where you’ll cry. You’ll scream into your sheets at 2 AM because their face is plastered behind your eyelids. You won’t eat. You won’t sleep. Days will seem like a blur. Nothing will satisfy you. You’ll drink too much. You won’t laugh as loudly as you once did. When it’s midnight and the world is sleeping and you’re wide awake wondering what you could have done differently. But you’ll also have days where you’ll tell yourself “maybe I can move on from this” and “maybe I can do better”. You’ll have days where it doesn’t hurt so much. Live for them. Because you will move on from this.