right when you thought everything is good

It didn't fall apart... it just had to go low for a while. Life is like a wave, up and down, thinning toward the end. Those who are riding high for a while stress about the fall... those paddling below are optimistic about the rise. Even on bad days, good things will happen... you're just less likely to notice it... peace and love..

It all falls apart, but when was it ever good?

That's why tbe families always take ya favorite restaurant, best table, shower you with nice talk, right before they beat you to a pulp, burn your business, introduce your girl to Don Juan and turn their backs on you.



To maximize the agony.

At this point I just laugh and go on with life. What’s the point of being sad every time it happens... especially if it always happens

stop thinking so much … will end up tearing you apart.

I had that experience a few months ago.

Happens all the time...*sighs*

you half empty glass kinda gal 🙃

So much so..

same 🙄