I’d care if the person I reblogged this from committed suicide.
"I want somebody to hold me like I’m the last thing they will ever have."
"Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Sometimes you’ll put up a good fight and lose. Sometimes you’ll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. Acceptance is a small, quiet room."
The Fosters will help get me through tonight.
God is always working things in my favor, even if it is currently not visible. It will be soon.
thank you ronnie. much love. <3