The strive for happiness crashes whenever you see the light fade.

A needle and thread can never sew back together what was ripped apart in myself.

What's the point in talking, if nobody ever listens to a word I say?

I'm a hole in the heart of reality.

It is one of those nights.

Do you miss yourself?
I do.

An inquiry: How can one feel as if he is at the pinnacle of his life, yet still feel at the bottom of his valley of sorrows?

Sometimes I appreciate the empty numbness.

The greatest feeling in the world...is feeling nothing at all.

A fake smile can hide a thousand true tears.