The problem wasn't that it was broken and you couldn't fix it. It was that you were trying to fix something that wasn't broken. |
We're dying to live, and living to die. |
You're hurting, so write it on your wrist |
Don't you see the anvil above her head? It plagues her, you see. If only it were that easy to convey it to him. |
I hate you, and then I love you. It's like I want to throw you off a cliff just so I can run to the bottom and catch you. |
Does she have to ask for help if her arms are bleeding? |
Bleeding forever in a world that doesn't want me. |
I like to die a little, can you blame me? |
Don't kid yourself |
You tell me not to frown. I say I've forgotten how to smile. |