We couldnt even imagine the emptiness of a creature who put a razor to her wrists and opened her veins...

Fake people everywhere i see
Fake faces looking back at me

Athazagoraphobia - the fear of being forgotten... looks like my fear is becoming a reality...

I will disappoint you.

I am nothing I say I am and everything I wish I wasn't.

She sits in her corner singing herself to sleep. Wrapped in all of the promises that no one seems to keep.

Life is a perpetual nightmare. Just when you think all is well and the darkness has gone way, it ends up whirling its ugly head around and all you can do is close your eyes and try to wake up.

I only lied so I didn't have to see the tears of disappointment in your eyes...

Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option!

If who I am is what I have and what I have is lost, then who am I?

What's a girl to do when no one is there to see her through...