I may be a princess...
but this isn't a fairytale.

I think this boy's cheese has done slid off his cracker.

-Green Mile

I am broken beyond repair...
He just refuses to accept that.

She was all over him last night...
To bad he kept steppin' back to hold my hand.

I'm an addict...
The kind that loves the pain...
That burning of a new cut...
It's an addiction i can't shake.

When the night finally ends,
and your dreams cease.
that is where reality begins.

The world is made up of different kinds of people.
some come into it ready to handle whatever is thrown and them.
and some will never be...

Sometimes it just hurts to much... and that's when I give up.

It was us against the world
And then you left me...
To face the world alone.

Act
on your impulse,
swallow the bottle,
cut a little deeper,
put the gun to your chest.

-impulse-