Good people die young, that's why I'm not alive anymore..

Smartness is measured by how u see people in a different way unlike others..

Why people want to be understood although all what they need ,is to be felt!

I don't hate u because I do, I just need something to relate me to u..

When u r buried alive in a coffin,u'll even miss the things u hate the most,then u know that life is worth living satisfied for..

Give me a chance to answer your stupid question!! And say yes, I do love u.

People are two kinds; some keep pushing ur head down and some continue pulling ur legs in the mud..

I wouldn't really feel that I was hurt before , unless u hurt me..

We seek eternity while we are transients and we seek to be perfect and in the end we find that we distorted our beauty.Fools, aren't we?

What you don't know, you won't use to hurt ME..