Your heart was shattered to pieces, your love thrown away by the one you called your DESTINY. I was the road you walked on. Always at your feet.

You loved him and I you.

Oh look.. There goes my heart again,
Broken to pieces and ripped apart

My eyes hurt from crying,
my wrists hurt from bleeding

I wanted to not care anymore, I wanted to hate you long enough to see if I could ignore you a whole day.

When your world comes crashing down,
Then you'll understand my truth..

I get excited off my music and my imagination, all because of you. I want to escape..but you probably wouldn't take me.
-Maladaptive daydreaming

I really want to die now....

Always forgotten....

A lot of people have told me that they think suicide is a selfish thing for someone to do.
I want to ask these people "How is fixing the world's biggest problem a selfish thing?"