Secrets are secrets because they are not told.. secrets are called secrets for what they behold

Unbearable nights of beatings
Endless days of neglect

For christmas I got a broken heart, a headache, and a pool of blood I can drowned in.

I love you and you love me, and you would do anything for me right?... soo, would you kill me if I begged you to?

Striving for hope... of being happy once again

I may cry, I may want to die, but please stay by my side

Why won't God grant my biggest wish?....

If I can't die today, will tomorrow work?

I don't care if I am ugly... so, why should you?

He crushes hearts,
He tares souls,
Would death feel better
I guess we'll never know

I love pain... so why are you stoping me from feeling it?