Fuk life
fuk love
fuk you

She's perfect
from her smile to her kiss
from her tears to the scars
on her perfect little wrists...

Theres nothing left of me to break
so leave me crying on the floor
im ashamed im alone
and reach for my blade once more..

I hate saying im alright
when im dying inside..

I know yu guys hate these but please r&r my newest poems

my suicide
&
you need to know

much apreciated

Dont make her fall if you arent gonna catch her

Could you please r&r my newest poem
its called :: perfect suicide..
thanks

Somewhere on this journy called life i lost myself

And suddenly its all changed..nothings the same..not even me

Don’t pretend that you care because you weren’t really there and don’t tell me that you know what I'm going through because you really have no clue