“I think about how much depends upon a best friend. When you wake up in the morning you swing your legs out of bed and you put your feet on the ground and you stand up. You don’t scoot to the edge of the bed and look down to make sure the floor is still there. The floor is always there. Until it’s not.”—Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green and David Levithan (via shestillhadhope)
I honestly don’t know what my dad will do, now that his best friend is gone. He will help take care of Bill’s family, because that’s what he does, but I really don’t know who he’s going to talk to anymore. After having someone in your life for thirty years, what do you do when they’re gone?