So, basically...

i choose this simple life. i choose to be alone. and i'm grateful for all the good and the bad things in this short life of mine.

my blood is bitter my heart is impure gone all the sweetness only rage and heartache

is the day, when you realize that the last day you spend with someone you love, was really the last day, ever. It is sadder when you realize this fact, months or years after they left, forever.