I forgot someone wasn't around . . . anymore.

Letting go is the hardest part because you're so used to having him around.

Isn't it sad, that everything I did for our love, actually meant nothing at all to you?

The scars are only reminders of why my heart hurts.

Because of you, everything and everyone else stopped being a priority.

It's always the case of "guys initiate, girls encourage" and that's how the cheating starts.

I hate two-faced people, it's so hard to decide which face to slap first.

I NEVER TOLD YOU ABOUT MY LIFE TO GET PITY!

Maybe if i treated you like shit, i deserve all these hurt and pain. But i didn't.

I just want the pain on my tongue. I just want the stud to remind me in the future, not to slip out anything. Anymore.