The higher you go; the harder you fall. The harder you fall... the more injuries you sustain- be it a broken leg, arm, neck or heart. Something's going have to break. Life can fracture at any moment, and it isn't going to wait for you to be prepared. Which is why you should threaten to kill life and have it fall to your feet, begging for mercy. Don't say I didn't warn you. Life didn't ask me if I wanted to live in hell, it grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into the depths of hell of which there is no escape. A.K.A, school. Lying in a curled up position on the floor, sobbing, isn't fun- take my word for it. Eating bacon is fun. Listening to R5 is fun (yes, I am an R5 fan- sue me). Watching Sherlock is fun. Shipping Newtmas is fun. And before you say it, failing Literature isn't fun- oh HELL NAH. But life will go on, whether you like it or not and it doesn't give a damn about who you are. Life holds the reins, the strings, the cards. And you should learn how to play by the rules. Or it's the end of the road for you.