After a while, you just can't cry anymore. You juts have to believe that what happens is what's supposed to happen and you can't change that, even if you tried. So just dry the tears and hope that tomorrow will be a better day.
“When you’re hopelessly addicted to his cock.” When you just love the way that cock feels when you fuck. The way that cock makes you cum. When love that cock and when you can’t get enough of it. When you’re addicted to his cock and loving it.
Rose Kennedy on Grief - It has been said that time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind protecting it's sanity, covers them with scar tissue, and the pain lessens, but it is never gone.