My name is Felicia.I look alive, I'm dead inside. My heart has holes and black blood flows. Im not what your friends think...I never wanted to be me.

Dear Heart,
You promiced not to get hurt this time, not again... and now your brocken... I guess you lied

Dear heart,
You were wrong again...

You know i'd like to think, life is like a drink, and i hope it tastes like bourbon

Decorate the skin in parallel lines
The sky's as grey as a smoker's lung
The grip gets tighter, more today than before
Throbbing like a swollen tongue

Hide my head i wanna drown my sorrow no tommor... I find it kinda funny i find it kinda sad the dreams in which im dieing are the best I've ever had:(

You can tell
from the scars on my arms
and cracks in my hips
and the dents in my car
and the blisters on my lips
that i'm not the carefullest of girls

Coin operated boy
sitting on the shelf he is just a toy
but i turn him on and he comes to life
automatic joy
that is why i want a coin operated boy

My bed is soaked with sadness my sadness has no end a downward spiral of dispair that i keep... falling in

God made people with strong bones and strong will he made them with ecspectation easy to fill so why if all these things are so invinsible did he make the heart so easy to brake?