Nothing is quite as sincere as someone who loves you desperately when you don't love them at all.

Life would be so much easier if everyone stayed in their own life, no one judged and everyone is accepted. But life's a btch, so that's not gonna happen.

Your tears won't bring him back. I know you wish that they did, but it just don't work like that

I know that healing takes take time. Even your heart has a pace. But how much time are you gonna take?

I hate how myself get pissed off easily over unimportant things. I don't know, I just can't help it. My bad.