My knife ends sorrow, does yours? x-x-x

He loves me for who I am. A girl who would do anything to be his everything.

~My sis wrote this

I love being able to smile even though you are gone... but it is killing me being able to smile because of what others guys are saying

That chain around my neck is trapping me in the dark... every time I try to take a step closer to the light the death grip tightens.

I can't seem to put all my emotions together to create something as beautiful as a poem

Perfect girls don't need to cry away thier pain

Is it wisdom to hide your fears?
Is it bravery to show no tears?
Is it strength to runaway?
Is it weakness if you stay?

You brought out your hand for me to hold and... my desires were screaming yes but my heart was demanding no

She commited suicide... not to end her problem but to end yours x-x-x

I said no,never again. will my.. wrist be red ever again x-x-