Looking in the mirror, mascara running down my cheeks... "Im gonna get stronger i will no longer be weak"

Im sitting here crying...
Wondering...
WHAT THE HELL
DID I DO TO DESEVRVE THIS!?

Are the angels crying tonight?

& then she jumped...She needed so badly to get outa this place... Just like i do!

Thinking about the last chapter in my book…

I cry myself to sleep becasue i lost you and i dont know what else to do!?

U punch the wall wen your sad/mad, i cut myself... whats the difference they both produce pain?

Missing your lips, missing your touch, missing you SO MUCH!

Missing you is starting to kill me, day by day, minuite by minuite, second by second

I beleived in you...
Was that the rong thing to do?