Friendships are like mirrors….. Once broken, even when fixed, there will always be a crack.

Dear Heart: I met a boy today. Prepare to shatter.

I [hate] that i [love] you

I want to be that girl you point and say *thats her*

Your My Addiction And I Can Never Get Enough Of You

Your First Love Never Really Dies...

Alone.Forgotten.Crying.Tears.Depression.Blood.Cutting.Why?Questions.NoOne Answers.GoodBye.

The spaces between your fingers are suppose to be filled with mine...not hers

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Tell me that you dont want to take that blade to your arm and pray for the courage to press down...

Idaho....NO...udaho!