Deep trails telling tales
of memories in my mind
A written code no one knows
What horrors they would find

Every new begining comes from another beginings end...

No will to live
yet not enough will to die

Gently fall into a world of nothingness
leave this place
there is nothing, but this pain is less

Each little cut represents her love for a boy who did'nt love her back.

Girls friend: u have 2 face ur fears

Girl: but they scare me?

I carve your name into a bullet so everyone will know you were the last one to go through my head.

~unknown.

Girl: Would you give your life for it?

Boy: No.

Girl: Why not?

Boy: I wouldn't give you up for anything.

~Just one of the many conversations a girl dreams of~

I don't know about happyendings,
but pain is to be continued.

Love
is
the
Slowest
form
of

Suicide