Cut me up, drag me down, and watch me die.

I've turned into this cynical, masochistic, bizzare teenage girl...and I'm falling in love with her.

No remorse, no guilt, and few morals

I lie awake because I am scared.
I am scared to dream these recurring nightmares.

Sometimes I can't tell if my heart is healing, or if it's still breaking...

Sometimes you have to teach the world that people only become evil if the ones they love turn their backs on them... death soon follows.

Damaged and left cold on the bathroom floor, one crippled angel lost all hope.

In this heart of black
i can give no compassion back

Every single scar i have in my arm has its own story of pain

"If I had his neck within reach of my hands, he'd be long dead before he could even take another breath.."