I am going to write a book about my life and once you read it and understand what I have been put through... will you have the guts to tell me "Your life is perfect"

I get my hopes up wishing you won't hurt me again... but all you do is push me away from you and closer to your friend

I cut the corners of my eyes so I can cry bloody tears.... /+/+/ 666~Death~666

How can I follow my heart when it always leads me the wrong way..

Hate= you
Love= me
Hurt= my heart
Lust= your heart

Everytime I feel pain a new cut is made and each time more blood falls then the last

Sometimes I wish I would've tooken more pills

Once you kill yourself... take me to hell with you

This body of mine is slowing dieing with all your lies...

This blood ain't helping anyone but the one who is shedding it.....