Depression Be eth my curse, my salvation is that of a sharpened blade.

The Devil torments me with the undying love for others. The Lord torments me with the knowledge that my heart shallt never experience it

I find myself constantly showered by the tragedies of my life, and of those whos love means the world to me.

My broken heart shallt never heal as I shallt never find a love like yours

It's better to look stupid, than open your mouth and remove all doubt in the matter.

Light travels faster than sound.

This is why some people look quite intelligent until you hear them speak.

It is said any problem can be solved with an ample supply of dynamite.

A penny for your thaughts, 50 pounds to act them out.