Absolutely nothing. For those of you out there who think that there is, let me tell you this. Wake up!
In the end, because there is a fucking end to all things, good or bad, you're all alone. All by yourself. With no friend to comfort you nor magic light to guide you. And from all the nothingness left you should be able to find motivation. To find some sort of comforting thought saying something stupid like 'every closed door opens another'.
I believe it should be dark all the time, daylight brings optimism and it comes a time when you no longer have any. The sorrow, the hurt or the pain never go away. They just fade untill next time. Right now I'm in this friggin loop of unfortunate events where one bad leeds to another.
Hoping for better, happier, less hurtful days.
Goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend...
