I'm afraid of losing something I love.. that I refuse to love anything.

I used to know you like the back of my hand... Now i cant even recognize it...

The worst scars aren't the ones you made yourself, but the ones someone else has made.

Grave Digger when you dig my grave, make it shallow so that I can feel the rain.

Depression sweeps over me like a wave crashing ashore. Mysterious and unexplainable. I don't want to feel this anymore.

*I may eventually make this one into a poem*

"You told me to just be myself...but I don't even know how to do that anymore..."

I feel like memories are scratches on my soul and promises are broken pieces of my heart...

"I have to second think every smile to know if its even worth smiling..."

Dont judge me because of my scars because one of these days ill be living amoung the stars

Life Hurts..