The tombstones were waiting, |
"I can't commit to a thing, be it heart or hospital" |
He wrote their names in the sand, but the tide washed it away. She said, "One day, our love will fade, just like our names in the sand." He said, "Impossible. Even after we're gone, the angels will sing of our love forever." |
&& it was over before it ever got the chance to start... |
Just as pretty as a porcelain doll. |
I had to find an alternitive to crying, since you always considered it a weakness. Now, instead of tears, I make cuts across my wrist. Is that strong enough for you Daddy? |
I've always been an artist, and I consider my scars to be my greatest masterpiece. |
Girl: I don't like him. |
Look at the leaves falling in Autumn and tell me that Death isn't beautiful |
Everyone has something in their life, in their world, that can break them. You might not be able to imagine or even fathom it exists...but it's there. Mine, however can't break me. It's far too late for that. Can't break what's already been broken. |