sometimes you just wake up and a bomb has fallen right in your lap and that is the time where you have to decide what peices of your life you want to save and which ones you are going to let burn with the flames and those ones that you save those are the things you love the most those are the ones that will be there with you when the last sparks fly away and although the fire burns so much the pain only makes you stronger and in the end you have shed so much hurt its entirely worth it because what you have left are the best things in life and i would trade the world for that