Her heart was qorn out and broken...
and in the end it couldnt take the cold hard pain of life...

Yes im still the girl that draws lil hearts on her book cause im sure that one day ill need a new one... And a paper heart doesent saound that bad in the end.

Everyones fingerprints are different..
And i guess thats the same withe our lives

I find myself becoming more and more depressed and as that happens i find the razor becoming my only friend