y0uve f0rg0tten a|| ab0ut me but i|| never ever rep|ace y0u. these mem0ries 0f y0u are in my heart t0 stay. i |0ve y0u...and y0u|| f0rever be my best friend... im a|ways g0ing t0 care.

Who gets to say what's normal?

If death was so bad.
Why isn't life good?
I've been a stain,
since my childhood.
I'm not a liver,
I'm a dreamer.
A dreamer of a lifeless life.
I have a hope,
I'm a hopeful loser.
I'm a hopeful loser in a hopeless life.

He Was Crippled..But Only His Body Was Cracked..It's Not Simple, Nor Is It An Easy Matter To Explain..Let's Just Leave It At That, She Says..And Closes The Holy Book Of Lies..She Covers Her Eyes..Denying To Herself What She Thought Happened.-Thirteen

My words mean nothing...

Will this pain every go away or will I have to carry this around forever?

The bad thing about sleeping is waking up and knowing your still alive..

I hurt you i made your heart bleed, ran away holding the devils seed, never thinking it would once again come to this, once again your pain writtin on my wrist...

Do you care? does anyone?

Cry your heart out, it will get you no where.