Quoted By:
You're all going to grow up. You're all going to have the opportunity to, at least. You'll learn, over the course of an indeterminate number of years and indelicate hardships, how to strategically give up. No one owes you anything. No one is destined for anything. We are all the victims of a series of accidents. You may prove to be the villain when you figured yourself a hero. You will lose touch with people you've loved truly, and they'll never, never change their opinion of you. You'll meet up with old lovers and share your experience, laugh, and keep moving. Give up when it's time to do so. Let go. Look forward. Stay alive. Read as many books as you can. Be careful with social media. That stuff can help facilitate self-destructive behavior, and reduce you to a prowling, starving monster. Don't look any more into the life that you feel should have been yours. Don't look. Those are the words. Don't look. Don't forget, but never look at what she's up to now. This life is yours. They are gone forever, whoever they were you walked with in this life, but there is still you. Keep going. Love yourself. Tell the truth. Let go and live on. The human brain, when it is still young, has the nasty habit of tricking itself into believing that monogamy is a good idea. Very useful for reproductive purposes. You'll grow older and realize it's all right to be by yourself. It's either that or you'll grow up to be the hero in an epic French novel, burning the coals of old feeling until your head eats itself alive and you embark on miserable conquests of vengeance and morally bankrupt redemption.
tl;dr
Smoke weed every day. She's gone.
