everyone knows that stuff ends: relationships we thought would last until the end of time, for forever, always and for infinity,  friendships with someone you swear is your long lost twin, your favorite t.v show, your favorite book series, even your favorite restaurant ends. You know what the scary thing is.. we all saw it coming. That "perfect" relationship really isn't perfect at all, the one that causes more pain and nights of tears than oneof laughter and embraces, the kind that has a person worried and terrified instead of passionate and giddy; those friendships were the kind that last a year or so until one person moves away and you lose touch and realize you never had that much in common in the first place; that book where you think the author is speaking through you, writing your exact feelings on every page... ends too. Everything we thought is just a fisage, a mask to cover up the real pains of life. Whoever said life is hard... knows their shit.