I said i would wait forever. but i guess forever is overrated.

I WANTED TO WRITE DOWN HOW I FELT. BUT WHEN I WAS DONE, ALL THAT WAS LEFT ON THE PAPER, WERE THE DRYED UP TEARS.

ITS JUST LIKE IN ALICE IN WONDERLAND. EAT ME, DRINK ME, AND WHEN YOU DO, YOUR TEARS BECOME THE RIVER AND YOU FLOAT DOWN IT AND END UP HERE.

TRYING TO TALK TO YOU IS LIKE TWO SAMERIIS UNDER AN UMBRELLA. AT THE END THEY WILL KILL EACHOTHER, BUT THEY DIDNT GET WET. THATS WHAT MATTERS.

LOVE IS THE SLOWEST FORM OF SUICIDE

Soon you will see with bruises on my hands and knees; from crawling back to you.