I can't wait for the day I can yell STOP,
and all the pain goes away.

I'm never going to be the same again, and it kills me.

The only thing that's keeping me alive is the thought that maybe someday, i'll might be the one keeping someone else alive.

If I could commite suicide without feeling any pain, I would already be dead.

I wake up every morning hoping it will be a better day than the last and I go to bed every night wondering why someone always has to prove me wrong.

Why don't you shut up, and stop feeling sorry for yourself for one second, open your eyes and realize sometimes having a heart, feels better than being a btich.

Before you think of insulting someone again, think about the way you feel when people do it to you, because your one insult, could be the cause of someone's death.

They say sticks and stones may break our bones, but words will never hurt us,
So then who can explain all of the suicides caused by verbal abuse.

"Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can come into place"
I've have many things fall apart for so long now, so when are these better things going to fall into place? I'm getting sick of waiting.

Caring was the only thing i ever did when we were friends, the minute you turned your back, is the minute i realized i deserved better.