Courage can only rise on the wings of pride. |
A funeral is just like a wedding, except everyone runs from the bouquet. |
A funeral is just like a wedding... except you never want to kiss the bride. |
You wear you heart on your sleeve, but I wear it on my wrist. |
I might be smiling on the outside, but never on the inside. |
You think you're so amazing, getting high and yelling and screaming, but what you think is wrong. |
Romantically inadequate one, it's funny how you think you're perfect. |
The blood on my hands amounts to nothing. It still hurts to look at you. It always will. You said forever. I guess you meant it. |
The scars upon your wrist |
Do you want to know the secret to ruining could-be friendship immediately? Tell them you love them. Works every time. |