A scar is a memory. a memory of pain,tears,and heartbreak mixed into one blessed mark upon your arm. reminding you of all those moments when you were forgotten. each little scar made you who you are today.

You dont know me...and now I dont think you ever even tried

I'm the girl who has tried everything in her power to make you see yourself as I see you

I'm the girl who has had to stand by and watch you fall in and out of love with girls who arent me...girls I will never be...

The scars on my wrist will never compare to the scars on my heart

Love hurts...but there has to be a reason why everyone wants it so much

If he's dumb enough to walk away...be smart enough to let him go...

Why is it the one person you love is always the one person that doesnt love you?

I hate you and then I love you...its like I want to throw you off a cliff just so I can run to the bottom and catch you

I'm bleeding JUST for you...dont you feel special??