How Can Something So Sweet You Remember Come Back N Haunt You N Make You Cry?

I don't miss him, I miss who I thought he was to me.

Love = depressed - pain = hurt = death = coffin = black roses

My clouds are gray, when you are not with me.

I'll be your Cinderella if you'd be my Prince Charming.

When I look into your eyes, I see my whole world in them.

I'll tell you the truth...I think ur beautiful...and that I love you...and that it doesn't matter when other people put you down...cuz right now...it's...just ME and YOU!

*my ex-bf said that to me last summer ['05]

What do you do when the only person who made you stop crying is the one who made you cry?

Love is the slowest form of suicide.

Love is a failure.