Cut your wrist for now and save the tears for my funeral.
I'm sick of cring for my own death.

There's people with secerets and there is people like me who have nothing left to tell but the fact that the blood on the knife i mines...:)

How come when people tell you there are a billion stars in the sky you belive them and when they tell you that the wall has wet paint you must touch it to belive???

Call me ugly I will get hurt.
Call me beutiful I'll think your lieing and I'll get hurt.

"Nothing Gold Can Stay"

1st there was telegram
then there was telephone.
now there's telewoman[tell a woman]
& things will get around faster.

Did you know that after a person dies, their body weighs a little bit less? Just a few grams. But the point is that something was there when the body was alive. & it's called soul. That makes me glad.-GIA

I just don't give a damn anymore.
I don't care if I'm a somebody, cuz being somebody doesn't mean I'm anybody anyways.

I traded my heart for a bottle of whine.
Just so you think I'm fine.

It would be better to forget you.
But I don't really want to.