When you said you loved me, did you mean it? Or was it just to make me hold on, fall in love, and break my heart when someone better came along?

Sometimes I Just Wish I Could Turn Silence Up.

A heart that dared to love,
Once wished upon the stars,
Now chains forever binding,
Still bleeding bloody scars....

Suicide has me by that hand & suicide for some reason, it feels so right.

It takes a lonely heart to wish they were dead, But damn it takes a lonely soul to wish they had never even lived.

I'm on the edge of breaking down. Words pound against my skull, words that mean absolutely nothing. When will my nightmare end?

The sad thing about a lie is knowing your not good enough for the truth...

Nothing is scarier then getting what you want, because then you really have something to loose.

It hurts her to know that so many people hate her, even though they don't know her. They hate her because of the scars on her wrists.

Sometimes I lose count on how many people who have died or given up on me and then I just look at my arm.