Life is so fragile, and we fight for it every day —even against our own hands. When you kill yourself, you’re also becoming a murderer. You’re killing pieces of the people who love you. You’re tearing holes into their hearts that can’t even seal with time.So what about them?See, we all have suicidal thoughts sometimes, we just have to be braves to get over it. It’s life’s beauty to fight through the worst, cherish the love of those who never left our side, die happy at our time that weren’t chosen by us. Even in the worst situation, it will always get better, if only you want it.