Life is a weird journey.
Sometimes full of colors, of flowers and sunshine. And suddenly something happens that makes all the flowers wither, the colors get drained and happiness seems dead. Until you find it again on your own or you find help. Sometimes there is someone who walks fearless into your darkness and shows you the colors again in a soft way.
That didn't happen to me. Someone walked into my darkness, but he didn't show me softly the colors. He ripped all the darkness simply apart, grabbed my hand and pushed me back to the colors. Growling and cursing and yelling at me.
That was exactly what I needed. Sometimes it annoys me when I only get treated softly.
Yes, I am fragile and it's extremely easy to hurt me, cause I trust people so easily.
But sometimes, a good ass kick helps me more.
I know you see this. Thank you for marching into my darkness, for ripping it apart and being there when I didn't even know that I needed you.
Thank you for being you, for yelling at me and getting some sense back into my head.
Thank you for making me smile.
I know exactly, when he reads this, he'll call me and yell at me, cause I embarrassed him xD
But I think that's worth it ^_^
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