And then, I jumped.

The blood, it flows so smoothly. it runs down my arm. my blood pumps through my body into the open air. that's it. the feeling of death. suicide.

Baby girl, please don't cut...I love you

Red is the ultimate medicine or sadness.

~if you understand this, I'm so sorry.

U grew up with a Mom and Dad that loved U,I grew up with a dad that beat me & a mom that watched, so plz dont talk 2me bout it all being a state of mind, bc depressions all my life& U were built with a state of mind, while Im trying 2 find mine

I never thought I would say this, but I'm starting to lose hope in humanity. As long as people continue being close minded and without initiative, we are doom.

I'm lonely but I'm afraid.
I need someone to talk to...
I just can't talk to you.
What if you they think I'm weird?
What if they think I'm pathetic?
What if they leave just like you left too?

I really need to talk to someone really soon otherwise I don't know what I'll do. Truthfully I just wish someone cared even a little bit to at least try and talk to me. But I don't blame ya'll when you don't.

The saddest kiss is from a tear.

My greatest flaw as a writer is not being able to write a happy ending for myself.