I continue to plead for anyone to talk to, to cry with, and I'm left with a pencil and paper to pour my heart out to, to cry to... with no possible way of being heard.
-Me

And as the wall of lies comes crashing down around me, I am revealed for what I truly am, a vulnerable child, lost in a world she never understood.

When hell feels like heaven and your heaven feels like hell..then you know it's time to give up

The very fabric of my soul is being torn with each passing day. And my will to go on is slowly fading away.Cant you help me with all this pain i feel, i don't want to go on if this is what is real.

And
With one last look to the sky
she took the bottle filled with pills
than,
She closed her eyes
and waited for death to come
while she was lying there
in the fields...

© Tine Deliën

Behind this mask of a smile, is a tormented soul, just wanting to be put out of my misery

//I TRY to forget my b.a.d memories...but my s.c.a.r.s wont let me\\

I want to be remembered as the girl who t.u.r.n.e.d her life around....

Not the one who almost s.t.o.p.e.d it

Not even make-up could make her look beautiful...
because beauty is loving yourself and thats something she could NEVER do.

You know that you are worthless when you wake up in the morning and have no reason to be living.

(I dunno were i got this quote at but i like it.)