When your sitting on the sidelines watching your life turn to black, can you help but wonder what went wrong in the fantasy you had when you were little?

You are NEVER a loser until you quit trying...

If there's a "god" then why does he make us live in this Hell? I thought he was supposed to love us not hate us..

I kill to prove my existance...

stand in my way...

and die...

God is just an immaginary friend for adults.

If there is a god then why does he let me live?

We are under the same sky,
but not under the same cloud.

I just wish... that with one slash of this knife upon my wrist... that all the pain will fade away...

All things come to an end. Some ends just come sooner.

Thinking is overrated.
So are bobby pins, paper clips rock.
Fu.ck off.