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The Sun will rise and set regardless. What we choose to do with the light while it's here is up to us. - Have fun on the journey, even through the dark hours of the night.

That's how it happened. And how it always is. He lies constantly. Every time he picks up his phones he's lying. Every time he goes out of town he's lying. Every time he tries to make it your fault he's lied. Always. Lies.

Give me another lie," I shout at him. "I want to know everything you've lied to me about!" He closes his eyes. "You want a lie?" "I love you.

losing you has been the absolute hardest thing I've ever had to try and live with. Not trying to make you feel sorry for me, just trying to put it in to words. I love you with a pure heart. Besitos sugar.

Because losing someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time. Every time I'm kept in the dark. Every time I'm outcasted. Every time I have unanswered questions.