Whats the point in living if your whole life is spent in regret.

People are like a box of chocolates the good ones are eaten first and the bad ones are thrown away. =(

Music turned up loud and zoned out of reality makes the pain seem so much less...but when the knifes laid down and the musics gone your all thats in my head.

Why is it so hard to forget you?

Why do people act like they care when they see my scars and ask: "what's wrong?"...I just sit there and wonder why they couldn't of asked me that before...

Why do people only seem to care when the damage is already done?

What would you say if I told you these scars were because of you?! Maybe if I carve your name into my wrist then you will realise the pain you caused me!

I remember when I was a child, and was always afraid of dieing and losing what I had...now all I can do is look at what I don't have, and wish I where dead!

Fake feelings are one thing..but true love is another; its something real...it just sucks when the only REAL feeling you have is the one that hurts you the most!! =(

We all have masks, everyone has masks and when we get home we pull them off but it seems like I'm the only one that wants to keep mine on!

Why does it seem like I'm the only one wrapped up in lifes chains and locks slowly descending into eternal hate when everyone else is living life in the clouds? If only I had a key to my pain then maybe I could be set free...

Time ticks by 2 times slower...
My heart beats 5 times faster...
and you run through my head 10 times more then I ever thought possible...

If only [he/she] knew that it was once for all the good reasons but now its for all the bad ones!