I can’t help wondering if love can really be blamed for the things we do to ourselves.

You know the hurt is coming, but there’s this reprieve just long enough to get your hopes up, to make you think that maybe, just maybe, this time you dodged it. But then it comes anyway.

And I’m reminded just how quickly life can change.

You can’t really know who you are unless you understand where you came from.

You can't really know who you are unless you understand where you came from.

I can't help wondering if love can really be blamed for the things we do to ourselves.

You know the hurt is coming, but there's this reprieve just long enough to get your hopes up, to make you think that maybe, just maybe, this time you dodged it. But then it comes anyway.

And I'm reminded just how quickly life can change.