Jesus died.. therefore I live for him.

What did I do to deserve your words of hate and fists of love? I thought I could trust you daddy..

It all adds up evenutally. Question is.. do you love me, or not?

Under the smiles, pink, and cheers,
she's nothing but dying. In her lovely suicide tears..

Once upon a time...

She sang the suicide song...

Isn't it wonderful?