Another day, another life, nothing to show for it but another broken heart....

Love is like a box of chocolate...but a few peices to short....

The emotional scars love leaves may never go away....

" I read you like a book" thats not a quote thats a judgment statement.

"I'm not okay" three words you think would be so understandable...but it's not tell you're put in that position.

Love has so much to gain...But so much more to lose...

To understand love is to go thru all the pain…and…misery…to get to the good part of it all.

Yesterday was like a faint dream...Tomarrow is only a vision....But today is the worlds most obvious reality check.

All love reminds me of is a Slowly dieing suicide….we think life’s perfect but the more we think about it, the more we go thru the more it hurts.

I'm sorry im not perfect...But it makes me think if nothings ever perfect then why dose everyone want us to be?