Im sick of u n all ur crap
im sick of all ur flirting
im sick of all ur girly friends
im sick of all this hurting

Tonight the heaven joins in with my sorrowful song

Why do we dwell over the contents of our past. wish we could change things that will always last. in our minds we never over some these sertin things.

I must have a heart because it is breaking

Waiting for a dream that will never come true..

Let it burn thru your skin with the pain of hatred from within

“Behind every B**** is a cut that makes her that way…”

~They might see me crying
they say they know
but they still don't feel my pain
and my sorrow.~

You can only push me so far,
And theres about six vertical feet left...

YOU ARE PERFECT.....

Paranoid
Egotistical
Rebelious
Failure
Emotionless
Cold
Teribble

Oh ya Your SOOO PERFECT!