I guess I was right all along. My fairytale was too good to be true...

Slit your wrist because of pain and sorrow, and pray that you don't live to see tomorrow.

The hardest thing in life is trying to be yourself in a world that works night and day to change who you are...

To me a smile just hides one more tear....

I cannot move. I cannot breath. Memories fill my mind as my blood runs cold. No one notices, no one cares. All I can see is the light breaking my endless night....

It's hard to be happy when you have scars as contstant reminders of what you did.

Now I lay me down to sleep.
I pray the Lord my cuts aren't deep.
But if I die before I wake,
You'll know the pain I could not take.

Once upon a time, there was a girl who was broken...

I am...
Artfully torn
Beutifully broken
Amazingly bruised
Perfectly shattered
Wonderfully beaten
Gracefully scared

The tears we cry are words from the heart...the ones left unspoken because no one would understand...