Real eyes :: realize :: real lies

Love is the slowest form of suicide

Angry people need hugs [or sharp objects]

HOME IS WHERE YOU MAKE IT
MINE JUST HAPPENS TO BE 6 FEET UNDER...

CUT MY WRISTS
FIND ME BLEEDING
THEN YOU ASK ME HOW IM FEELING

LIFE IS A PARTY
UNFORTUNETLY THE PARTY SUCKED
SO I LEFT

I need someone who listens to my silence

Life is like a box of chocolates:
is a worthless pictionary gift that nobody asks for

If nothing lasts forever
will you be my nothing

Death is lifes shadow