"I rather, Have a million people hate me for who am, Then have a million people love me for who am not"

шєи уоо fіиаllу яєаlіzє уоо dіdит маттєя ат аll то ѕомєоиє уоо вєgіи то шоиdєя іf уоо маттєя то аиуоиє...

And
I\'m
*S*L*I*T*T*I*N*G*
My
W*r*i*s*t*s
Telling
Myself
That
I\'ll
Be
O**K

As I Lay To Go To Bed
Upon My Pillow, Rests My Head
Should I Die Before I Wake
Lord, Have My Soul Give Or Take
Tell The Ones Near && Dear
They Can Live Without Fear
I Passed Away Wihout Any Pain
Though Im Gone
In Hearts I Remain

People are like knives. can be beautiful can be captivating but with such ease can make you bleed.

When you saw my scars you kisst them gentle
then you looked at me and started to cry.
Not over my scars,,,but of the pain that made me put them there

Just Once, I Want To Be The One That's Hard To Forget.

The reason she smiles is so you don't go looking for her scars.

You wish you may
You wish you might
That I just might pick up this knife
& end it all tonight

*-A PrOmiSe iS a PrOmIsE
ThAtZ WhAt ThEy sAy
WeLcOmE tO ReALiTy HuNnIe
tHeYrE .B.r.O.k.E.n. EvErYdAy-*