what happens when we can't even find peace within ourselves? what happens when we start a war against the only person whose thoughts and actions we can control? who then, do we turn to for an ally? the scary thing about being at war with yourself is realizing that a part of you will always end up surrendering. a part of you will never win. //
Those moments in life when your sure it’s fate, that moment something unexpected happens just when you wanted it to, when you thought it wouldn’t happen but does, they are the happiest moments, when fate or whatever it is gives you that glimmer of something to hold on to