I think my favorite part of moving to a quiet, suburban neighborhood is waving to my neighbors as I drive by blasting Welcome to the Black Parade in my car. They have no idea who they are dealing with.
“Perhaps grief is like battle: After experiencing enough of it, your body’s instincts take over…You prepare for the agony of a shredded heart. And when it hits, it hurts, but not as badly, because you have locked away your weakness, and all that’s left is anger and strength”-ST
There is someone who really hurt me many many years ago... and I think they may be currently going through a hard time.... help me.. do I reach out and be a good person or just let it go????