Stars are like little balls of hope and dreams..*

Somebody kill me--*before i do it myself!!

If only you could see past this fake smile and laugh..

*her tear drops have now turned into cuts and blood stains*

Hidden in fear, shadowed by darkness, hurting people, life is pointless, hating love, loving hate, make me angry, it will be too late..

I need you here, and not only in my heart

Slow suicide--*like it or not...........it's what we do....

Death is only the start...

[love] does not die..[people] do

[death] is the consequence of being [alive]