The most painful way to know who you love is when you realize that they're gone and you can't be with them anymore...

Did you hear that?

It's the call of the unhappy people, the unloved, the unwanted.

Maybe you weren't listening...

Death was, is, and always will be a mystery to me.

After all, no one ever came back to explain it all for me.

If I told you that I know nothing, then I MUST certainly know something... since I know that I don't know anything. Right?

It's amazing how history repeats itself.

Ever heard of DEJA VOU?

I know I have to let you go but I love you so much that it hurts...

I have never been in your shoes.

Therefore, I will never understand how much your life stinks.

"Loving someone is not the same as loving 'the thought' of being in love with someone..."

-revised but not mine-

"Although it's been said many times, many ways...

Merry Christmas...

To you..."

I use make-up so you can see me crying from far away...