I could write beautiful lies to mend a broken heart. I could paint a picture of a better tomorrow thats waiting somewhere over the horizon. I could say that everything happens for a reason and that everything’s going to be alright, but I’m not going to. Because most of the time life doesn’t work that way, there are no easy answers, good advice or a shortcut that we can take to run away from the thing that threatens to suffocate us. It would be too easy, and easy is the last word I would use to describe life.

And therefore im not going to wrap the bitter truth into some beautiful lie. Because even though how beautiful those lies are, the ugliest of truths are still so much more superior.
The truth is that life can catch you by surprise in so many ways, and it hurts. But sometimes it has to hurt, it has to be felt, it has to shake us deep in the ground to make us regain balance again.

Only then we can begin to realise how ugly those beautiful lies are and how beautiful the ugly truth really can be.