Give me a gun, So I can blow the part of my brain out, that couses love to hurt.

Wearing a mask, day and night... always trying to act normal, avoiding every fight...

Why do certain things, remind you of certain times, with certain people?

What if you tell someone, that you will love her forever, but you find out too late, that u really do love her forever...

Getting hurt, is getting hurt.
It does not matter by who, or when, it will allways sucks!