Being with him isnt wat she's afraid of, its knowing that she could lose him

Thinking is bad thinking just makes me hate you more and makes me cry more and as i cry i die inside

As i sit alone i wish you were here but since your not here i'll cut my arm and say thats in memory of you

Kiss me now, marry me later

Maybe i should just kill myself and let my ghost secretly love you cause you already act like im invisible

Would you even care if i cut myself one last time and made it count for life....or whats left of my life

I'll take this knife and with this knife i'll make 3 cuts 1 for me, 1 for you, and 1 for me wishing you and I were still just one.

Maybe i should just marry my teddy bear at least i know he wont hurt me!

Everything is so messed up now, i dont know wat i should do, why'd they have to find out, now im stuck alone

Some days i'm just not in the mood to be adored