If I give you my hand,
will you take it?
If I give you my heart,
will you break it?
If you didnt love me,
would you fake it?
If I give you my all,
could we make it?

Love me as i am,
or dont love me at all.

Self-mudalation feels as good as masturbation.

His Kiss.
My Bliss.

I like it when it rains. It reminds me that even angels cry.

Hearts shatter like glass...
and glass isnt easy to fit back together!

Broken heart,
bloody lies,
smeared pain,
skared memories,
faded thoughts.

I dont want the raindrops on my cheeks anymore!!

((soo cute my little brother said that to my mom the other day when he was crying))

My heart is in your hands.
you wanted it now you have it.
now what do you plan on doing with it?

I dont know what to do.
So lost.
So blind.
So thoughtless.

How do I get over you.
So confused.
So invisable.
So careless.