Life is like a Cigarette... once it is lit it can only be put out...

I wear black because Im mourning that you exist.

Pull my trigger;
And the nightmare will stop.

I just want you to turn around.
Tell me everything's going to be okay.
Hold me close and whisper 'I love you'.
Just one last time.
Promise me you'll never go away.

You know...
The day that you said 'good-bye'?
Well it was the day I finally lost my hope.

What's gone is forever lost.

WHEN DEATH COMES KNOCKiNG ON YOUR DOOR, YOU GO HiDE iN THE CORNER ;; WHiLE i RUN TO GREET iT.

You passed away tonight. You became what you never wanted to be, a statistic, just a nother youth crime and another victim to the streets. You saved me. RIP Justin!! You will be missed!

WHen I am gone I will be nothing more then just another statistic of those who failed

Do not mourn those who no longer are;
Celebrate the fact that they once were