if you insult me ill just agree with you probably
I’m not scared of me myself dying I’m scared of the people I love dying because once they’re gone they’re not coming back and that just scared the fucking shit out of me
It’s scary to find someone that makes you happy. You start giving them all of your attention because they’re what makes you forget everything bad that’s going on in your life. They’re the first person you want to talk to in the morning and the last one before you sleep just so you can start and end your day with a smile. It all sounds great to have that someone, but it’s scary to think about how easily they could just leave and take that happiness away too when they go.
How can I listen to negative comments when I have all you guys here tonight and posting so many amazing twitter comments and sending me so much love. I can’t hear hate when I got so much love. [x]