I’m done with trying to be perfect for you... I'm done trying to figure out what’s wrong with me... I'm done with hurting... I'm done with you

I hate when people ask me if I’m ok... it’s just another reminder that I’m not...

Come on baby cut those wrists...make it hurt...make it quick

Suicide is not a choice… it is destiny for those who are already dead inside…

Next time I’m just gonna go all the way in… I'm not gonna get scared I’m not gonna be afraid of dying… it can’t be worse than the life I’m living...

You can’t live life full of regrets so I don’t regret doing what we did I don’t regret letting you hurt me...I just wish that we hadn’t and you hadn’t...that’s not really the same as regret is it??

I just want to wake up and let this all just be a nightmare…

This stubborn heart of mine just won’t let go of you…even though it never really had you in the first place

You never know what you have until it’s gone…you never miss it until someone else has it

I need to get it through my head that you can’t hold on to things that aren’t there…