I just want to feel beautiful.
Shallow, I know.
But it's all I want.

All I want is to breathe again.

Not pretty enough. Not skinny enough. Not good enough. Not smart enough. Not talented enough. Not popular enough.
That's all I can seem to think all day. Every day.

I'm always there for others, but they're never there for me.
They're never there to take the razor away.
And they're never there to help me through the pain...

Dont run cause I will follow
Theres no escaping all my sorrow

I know u love your password more than me!

The moment frightens the life out of you when you feel you are losing all sense of belongingness and connectedness with someone

Judging by your past, I'd expect you to do something stupid.... Hoping for your future i wish you wouldn't...

I'm a broken soul,
I'm an open book.
With many torn out pages.

Honestly?
No, I'm not okay. And I've never been "just okay". And I don't think I will ever be "just okay"...