A rose once wild and then tamed has lost its beauty forever

Im a dreamer with no dream to dream

It is not the inevitability of death that makes is die, but rather what makes us live

The hardest thing about losing you was realising that i never had you xx

My shattered heart
lies in peices on the floor
and like glass
it hurts to pick up

Perhaps our greatest human failing is not seeing past the surface - perception is only skin deep

On seven hundred stars i wished tht you wud love me forver . . not one of those 700 came true . . .

Sometimes the things that seem most real are what we see when we close our eyes

A rose once wild and then tamed has lost its beauty forver

You used to think i was perfect. what ever happened to that?