There is a different world behind that smile.

I love days like this... beeds of persperation collect on ur cheecks and roll off like tear drops.

Miss him, i will. Love him, i might. Have him, i won't. Have him, you can't!

I know its not April, so why is it raining?

(i made this quote when it wasnt april)

Some letters are like the early spring snow, dissapointing.

With music, you get a little taste of everything.