I’m going to relate this heartbreak. 

I may not have been heartbroken many times but when I did fall in love, my heart was ripped from my chest.

I’ve always said, it’s the quality of the hurt that matters not the quantity.

I’ve never stopped trying because to stop trying is to stop living.

You can never be completely certain of things because life is a gamble. So take a chance. 

I’ve always taken chances and some people may call that moronic but we only live once, why not live it to the fullest?

I refuse to force myself to be alone just because I’m afraid of being hurt again. 

No matter how many times you’ve been hurt, show them you’ve grown stronger and stand back up.

Don’t just stay lying down on the freaking ground like an idiot just because you’re terrified of pain. 

Fear only holds you back.