Stick and stones may scar my skin.. but words slice right through my soul within

If death is so horrible.. then why do most people strive for it?

ABCDEFG 3 gummybears are following me one is red one is blue the yellow one just took my shoe

heehee.. i like that dont you?

Sometimes...you can cry until there is nothing wet in you. You can scream and curse to where your throat rebels and ruptures. You can pray, all you want, to whatever god you think will lishten. And still, it makes NO difference. It goes on.....

Maybe.. i was born.. to tell you i love you.... maybe.. it was ment to be... maybe for a second you might of thought of me... but them are all just maybes.. for once in my life.. i want a for sure...

What once ment nothing
Now means everything