We live to die, to bleed, to cry |
Her cries of pain is his music |
Why is it that I have feelings for the ones who have none back...? |
The secret cource of humour is not of joy, but of sadness |
Harry potter: look! a dark scary figure drinking unicorn blood! come on draco, lets go poke it |
I have a picture of you |
Only a true heart can peirce the darkness |
After you broke me I thought I would be weaker..but now I'm stronger |
Mommy says I'm special- |
When i can't do anything to help you don't know how much it kills me |