The sun is slowly sinking into the neighbors...
you never noticed before that but it's in moments...

This is my story of being sexually assaulted, it...

only three hundred sixty-five days,
the spring wind so bitter warm...

451 degrees, at which paper burns. Not because it...

Faith,
It's all about believing...

You ask what´s wrong,
You expect an answer...

You grab a blade
Press it against your wrist...

Where did I go wrong?
The day I let you go...

I always thought that being around you would be...
it was supposed to be okay forever...

Is it possible to love something that is only half...
Is it possible to care for something that stole...

For the girls who stay up all night,
For the girls willing to continue to fight...

As I sit here wondering,
did he finally drink enough to miss me...