Hearts Break,

And lovers kill

Make everyday count,

Because you never know,

What if tomarrow never comes?

Love is a gift from heaven but can often be a living hell

Suicide is taking people from us everyday and no one
cares to help the lives and the emotial status of those who it shal
overcome

Have you ever wanted to curl yourself around a razor blade just to feel the bite of its sharpness deep within your skin, i have and for some reason i would have rather felt that then nothing at all.....

Suicide is the failure to love or be loved.