I need a gun to my head and knife to my heart....

Maybe if I shoot my head, the wonderful memories of him will leave

Maybe if I stab my heart, the feelings for him will pour out

A kiss from the right person can mean a lot but.... if you kiss everyday it becomes not as specail....

(this isn't to good of one but... o well)

I love you for your personality... can't you do the same for me?!?!

The only thing love and hate have in common is... PAIN

You told me not to cut anymore so, I ripped open the old ones

Let me drowned in a river of my darkest tears and biggest fears!

When ever I get close to anyone to be a friend, I end up pushing them away :'(

I wanted you to know that I would feel pain for you... so I cut open my stomach and wrote "I LOVE YOU"

Would you clean up the blood I spill from the pain you made me feel?

*puts gun to head* will you be the one who pulls the gun away or will you be the one who pulls the trigger?