Cut these wrist b/c this is the only thing that makes me feel better now u left this hole inside of me that nothing can fill so ill cut these wrist intil i die

You were the one for me
but i just couldn't see
who you really were inside
that wanted me to commit suicide

I would rather feel pain.....then nothing at all.

Pain, it doesn't have a face because we hide it.

It is a dark night...cold..damp...This is my last letter for the reaper is comming at 12:00...this horrid place we call home..i call hell..The ones we love..I call deamons...Oh well..time to go..The angel of death awaits

As my fire burns for you, your candle slowly dwindles.

"Life Sucks"

The blood tears i shed that freely flow are a sign of my inner tourment

There is no such thing as innocence. Only degrees of guilt.

Everyday I just keep lying to myself
Everyday I say I don't love him
And everyday I die a little more.