Be someone that others are afraid to lose, but never lose yourself to prove ya worth NOT losing

Thinking too much is the slowest form of suicide

I love the way he places his finger to lift my chin up to his face, slowly kisses me and as he backs away he whispers " I LOVE YOU". for a split second my knees go weak and i lose my breath. <3

My heart is sick of the bruises, cutz & missing piece, Sick of the bullshit & the deception. so sick im deseased with a COLD BLOODED infection.

My SOUL is lonely, because its infatuated with my HEART who is protective because its been torn apart by my EMOTIONS who have been played with by my MIND who is confused because it cant find my lonely SOUL.