Sometimes I plaster on a smile, just so you don't focus on the bleeding.

I'm done with you,
I don't call or write you,
I walked out just so that,
I could f-n spite you...

I'd die again without you.

He smiles at me... he smiles at me like nothing happened...

Why kill yourself when reality is killing you slowly anyway.

You laugh, I laugh,
You cry, I cry,
You leave again....
I DIE

You've helped me to understand that best friends cannot be trusted.

You know, 2 weeks ago i would have believed all your bullshit... but things change...

Sticks and stones may break my bones but loving you is breaking it,
So call me up and shed some tears to show me your not faking it...

"it hurts to see you in someone else's arms"
How do you think I felt 2 weeks ago??