Strangers stab you in the front, friends stab you in the back, boyfriends stab you in the heart, and best friends only poke you with a straw .

When you tell a girl she is hot, you are looking at her body, when you tell a girl she is pretty, you are looking at her face, and when you tell a girl she is beautiful, you are looking at her heart. .

Thoughts are things in my mind. They have lives of their own, and I can't control them. They control me. Ideas, thoughts, word, memories, all of these are alive. They own me.

DO you experience emotion as I do? The littlest things are pounding forces that threaten to drive me to madness, so close that it seems complete loss would be a relief.

I build hopes on fragile towers of glass; they do not fall, they shatter, and leave dagger-like shards in their wake. Everything is ripped to shreds, and I know it is my own fault for growing hopes on such beautiful and painful things.