It's funny, your suppose to be Christian and all loving and forgiving, yet you hate me and judge me yet. It is not love.

I want someone who will love me, despite all of my flaws. Someone who wont care about the scars ive made down my arms or that some days i just sit in my room and cry. But i dont think that person will ever come.

Have you ever loved someone so much you would live, breath, and ultimately die for them, only to find out they didn't plan on returning the favor?

I don't want to live, if living is without you.

I've made my way through hell and back so many times and always come out stronger than ever. Why is it, this time it is so hard to make my way back without breaking? How much more do they expect me to take...

Can you do a favor? just hold the knife till i run through it..

-I need you
-Oh?
-Just a few scratches but it burns.
-From?
-Myself.
-Why?
-Because I wanted to feel alive.

Still I sit and stare at your name tattooed upon my wrist... I gues It time to cut you off my wrist like you cut my heart!

"Nothing is wrong When we feel The Need To cry. Those tears are just going to wash away the filth so you can see the world clearly again."

Why is it I'm the one always picking up the pieces of a heart I didn't break? </3