Oily marks appear on walls where pleasure moments hung b4 the takeover the sweeping insensitivity of this still life - hide and seek - imogen heap |
Friends are like gems, they're ALL pricless....and so easily lost.. |
Nothings so bad that you have to give away life itself....unless you are already dead inside.... |
No time for tears |
Just like a rainbow only comes after rain....laughter only comes after pain |
Why are Veins blue .....When blood is red? |
True goodbyes are the ones never said or explained... |
Scars remind me of the things i went thorugh but most of all my scars remind me of you |
Where do I go from here |
You carved your name in my heart |