Have you ever
been so angry that you
couldn't look in the mirror
for fear of finding the face of evil
glaring back at you?

*a part from my poem, Have You Ever, please check it out and leave a comment, it would mean alot to me*

Blue like saphire beneath a morning sun,
Burning with fire of crystalline soul.
A laughter taht never quite reachers inside,
Where secrets weather like untouched gold.

Skin like ivory, perfect; A godess, she must be.
Slender fingers, unadorned: beautiful simplicity.
A single teardrop; when did it fall?
Could this godess be mortal, after all?

The world did CRY the night you died... and I'm not good with SUICIDE.

Just because I'm letting you go doesn't mean I'm over you.

I'm a WISHFUL thinker with the worst INTENTIONS

Sometimes i wish you could understand

He said death sounded better than loving me

She gives beauty a meaning

Embrace the inner dork in yourself 'cause life's to short to be cool