I hate you more everyday so therefore, I hate you more than yesterday but less than tommorow...

//Pushed Aside\\Left To Die//Unwanted By Heaven Or Hell\\ Then Where Do I Belong??//

Death is not scary
Until you are
Face to face with it.

I don’t care enough for want of a perfect soul. I’m lost for what I’m doing here...

What makes a person better then the next? money, fame, or who they know? If you ask me nothing we all bleed the same, well all share the same air and we all die. So what makes one person better then the next. I say nothing what do you say.

Revelutions have come upon us hit by the light in the darkest nights of all time breathing under the surface of the underground while the wind whispered the unknown

Forgive me!

Home is a place call hell, and thats where I am

He lives to make me cry

I am an Angel, i watch out for thoughs who need it, but they never realized im fallen...