***Your eyes still give me a reason to breathe &&midnight conversations still mean everything to me***

...and all you wanted was somebody who cared, but guess what, sweetie? I was riight there...

What'd you expect? A perfect child? With pretty scars all over my wrists...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to hurt you...

I haven't learned how ~*NOT*~ to put the gun to my head but I learned how ~*NOT*~ to pull the trigger.

Each scar on my wrist tells a story of each time I just wasn't STRONG ENOUGH...

I'd like to think I'll be HAPPY again....but I really need to STOP and cry right now...and sometimes I wish I could SCREAM at you, and just show you what you do to me...

We were the ~*BEST*~ of friends, We did EVERYTHING together, *ALL* the time. Its pretty //PATHETIC\\ how ~ONE~ moment, ~ONE~ time could change our ~*FRIENDSHIP*~ \\Everything// from to //NOTHING\\

"Promises shattered/Answers don't come/Friends say good-bye/Plans come undone/Dreams get crushed/Lies get told/Words can turn cruel/Hearts can grow cold in a broken world..."
~From the song, "Broken World" by Across The Sky

~*Love me now, love me never, but if you love me, love me forever.*~

"Every murderer is probably somebody's old friend."
~Agatha Christie