So I'll take this blade, and move it along my wrists. And I won't stop until the crimson flow matches the amount of tears I've cried for you... |
&& I find myself confused... |
Love is like a wild rose in the winter... |
A painful kiss |
What are you supposed to do when the only place you ever felt safe, the only people who ever made you feel alive, the only things you ever wanted in life... |
We Built it up... |
Sometimes I wish I were deaf, blind, and mute... |
♥I build myself up, Just to be broken... |
Never say “I love you†if you have no love to share… |
Feel my love, taking you higher? |