"I wanted to be an astronaut. To fly so high, so far beyond this whole wide world.... But I never had to worry about a crash landing, because I never even took off."

Even as a charade i suck, I need to go my own way before you realise Im just one girl with too many things haunting her for you to stand a chance at fixing her. But how does she leave when his her air.

I love you still with every piece of my broken heart. But now i will use them to cut my wrists.

She says she's fine, but she's going insane.
She says she feels good, but she's in a lot of pain.
She says it's nothing, but it's really a lot.
She says she's ok, but really she's not.

Every scar has a story to it, but every cut has a reason.

The girl who seemed unbreakable is finally starting to break
the one who seemed so strong its crumbling apart
the one who always laughs it off is constantly crying
the girl who would never give up, finally quit trying

"..but this problems gonna last more than the weekend"

Stop saying you know me!!!!
you don't, if you did you wouldn't ask all these questions.
You'd already know the answers

Ive waited long enough for you, we are through. Ill take this vodka itll be my new love.

Do you hurt me on purpose?