Everyone thinks her life is perfect
but they dont know she'll hang herself in pearls

red tears,broken heart

Trust these words are stones,
My cuts are healing.
Learning how to love,
I'm melting.

Suicide dosent kill you. It's what has happened that kills you.

Would it matter if i died? would it hurt you, would you cry? for some reason, i really don't think so...

[-]pin or kife?that is the question for today,i guess it doesnt matter,they both make it go away[-]

If I disappear, will you come looking for me? Or will you smile, watching me die in your dreams?

Dont thin death as gone for ever think it as a new begining

To give up is easy, but then its a type of sucide.

It's times like these when pain killers seem like such an apetizing drink.

I am Gentleman Death in lace and silk, come to put out the candles...