I'm going to cut again, it make me happy, I wanna bleed again, it makes me smile, so leave my alone a little while

It can't rain all the time

Faeries can bring light to all the world....but the crushing blow you sent my love...killed them all....

Pity comes to late, turn around and face your fate....and eterintiy of this! Before your eyes....

Death comes and takes my breath away and keeps the blood hidden from your eyes...you don't cry instead you laugh for now you are truly free...this mother is truly my sweetest dream

I can't take the pain that too intense to sleep, it eats away the dreams and keeps them close to it's heart, the tears I shed had turned to ice...

I love the light yet it burn my eyes, I love the darkness yet it hides my face, I have neither light nor darkness by my side for I am truly alone....

Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first. ~Mark Twain