I’m not sorry that I met you. I’m not sorry that knowing you has made me question everything, that in death you’re the one that made me feel most alive. You’ve been a terrible person. You made all the wrong choices and of all the choices that I’ve made this will prove to be the worst one, but I am not sorry that I’m in love with you. I love you, Damon.


Imagine everything you ever wanted shows up one day and calls itself your life. And then, just when you start to believe in it… Gone. And suddenly, it gets very hard to imagine a future. That’s depression right?


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