Sometimes, people put up walls, not to keep other people out, but to see who cares enough to break through.

You talk about how you hate your life, how you are such a bad person. You say you want to die, that there is no point in living. You don't know how much better your life is than mine. You don't know the things I've seen or done or been through.....

You ask how I can get over him like that, since you aren't able to get over him, you say it's too hard. Well, hun, I'm not over him. Sometimes it's just easier to say you don't care than it is to admit it's really killing you.

You say your life sucks. You say you want to die. You say you are fat and ungly and that nobody likes you. No matter what I say to try to help you, you never listen. I'm sick of it. Go through half of the stuff I have, and maybe then we can talk.

There is so much left to say, but I don't know how to say it. Instead, I will fall into a silence so loud, that no one can hear me screaming.

In a world full of hate, find the love, and share it.

I lost my fear of falling, and now I'm plunging head first into a place I know I don't want to be with no hope of being saved...... it's too late =[

I never knew I could hurt this bad

Learning to Breathe by Switchfoot.
Great song. Check it out

Don't tell me it's going to be alright. Becuase in the end, it doesn't even matter.

What happened to you saying you would never hurt me?