It's sad... i thought it were forreal this time.. because he promised on my life.. i guess my life isn't as important as weed..

I thought that u loved me, i guess i thought wrong... i didn't think pain would last this long.. my wrists arn't slit, but bad words are spoken, and worst of all.. my heart is broken

24/7.. all lies.. so now when u tell me you love me, i know it's a lie, but i smile and say i love you too..

Do you ever wonder if the love someone feels for you is forreal? I use to too, until the day i was forced to see all the lies... through my crying eyes

*:Promise:* what's a promise, but a word used to gain ~^Trust^~, but usually ends in !#Mistrust#!