In a world full of losses, lies, manipulations, false friendships, false loves, deaths, betrayals, you need to find an escape. A source of light.

That's how I found you.

Some may say it was luck -or maybe I threatened you- but deep down we both know it was destiny.

In my most fragile moment, where no one could see my weaknesses, you were there. And without fear, you faced me and questioned me.

And that meant a lot more than I'd like to admit, because for the first time, I have a reason to live.

These idiots have been stressing me out for approximately 1 hour, 27 minutes, 38 seconds. 39, 40, 41-. Shit, where the hell are you? My eyes scan the place once more, if I don't find you, I swear I'll kill someone quickly.