One day youll come up to me and ask wats more important u or my life.ill say my life and ull walk away naver knowing that ur my life! |
They wrote on her tombstone. She was our beautiful disaster. |
44 caliber love letter...but this one is straight to my head..blood spatters the clouds..and the pavement a shiny red |
The perfect death for him would be to slit his wrists, and as he's bleeding , carve all the lies he said into his body, just so he'd know what its like to be hurt. |
The cuts may hurt tomorro, but they bring me peace for today |
If I was to die tomorrow would you care. |
"I love the everlasting effects |
Death is life's way of telling you your fired. Just make sure you live and don't quit before its time. |
You see my wrist, |
God took her |