I tear my heart open,
i sew myself shut.
My weakness is,
that i care too much
And the scars remind me
that the past is real.
I tear my heart open,
Just to feel

-PapaRoach

If i had arms, i'd kill myself...
if i had legs, i'd run away...
if i had a voice, i'd talk to keep myself company,

oh god, please make them kill me...

In the absence of clearly defined goals,
we become strangely loyal, to performing daily acts of trivia !

-?

If only You were a Traffic Light, and I, some ink.
Life would be beautiful.