A consequence may be the very thing that saves us because it was the only thing loud enough to get our attention.
Don't Cry for this biatch, don't cry for this moron. She isn't your type, she doesn't like you and she won't like you she is just a person which is hypocrite and she get's envy when she see your life...
She who saves a single soul, saves the universe.
Sweat saves blood.
A pint of sweat, saves a gallon of blood.