For all the times i blog about missing her, about wishing she could come home. I would go through it, and i'm sure i will go through it time and again for her knowing that she is healing herself. Time well spent putting the pieces of herself back together that have been lost, terrified and struggling to cope. For you i don't mind being lonely sometimes. I don't mind missing you. By far the worst possible thing would be if you weren't happy, freed from feeling like life is just a constant cycle of shit.

I'll back you all the damn way. 

            Don't you dare give up on yourself, not for a minute.