One heart. One soul. One life. One love. One chance. One second, to throw it all away.

Those who are content shine with a bright light of happiness that spreads to all those around them and gives them a glow of joy to spread along to others.

One who hides his/her feelings are incompassionate. They believe that others won't understand what they are going through when nine times out of ten they will.

One who cries is not weak as many seem to think, but quite the opposite. Only the strong are able to show their emotions.

Our minds speak lies. They tell us what we want to see, what we most desire.
Our hearts, however, speaks nothing but the sometimes bitter truth.

Our emotions are what paint our skies grey, black and blue. . .
Our hearts are what paint our skies orange, red and purple. . .

Today the most common thing our eyes see is blood.
Blood of strangers.
Blood of loved ones.
Blood of children.
Blood of life gone to waste.
Blood.
Enough is enough.

A mirror is the most dishonest and untrustworthy being that you will ever come across within life. Its lies are the most tormenting and demeaning, and if its reflectory glass is broken, there is seven years bad luck to pay!

A red rose is one that was white but has absorbed the blood of endless broken hearts in life.

Having a criminal record is like being handcuffed neverendingly for life. You're always constricted and bound by your past's reputation.