No more trying, for you. For anyone. Accept me for this emoshit I've become or get lost. I'm not changing myself for anyone, anymore.

IF STRESSING MYSELF OUT DON'T KILL ME ANYTIME SOON, YOU. FREAKING. WILL. Get that?

It's really hard to get through when there's no one near to confide in, and the one's who are here never really understands.

I'll be fine, if you give me a minute, a girl's got a limit

I can't get a life if my heart's not in it...

& why do I have to put myself in YOUR shoes when you sure as hell won't ever do the same for me?

& I just feel like puking. Guys can make me vomit blood. Seriously.

I aint sorry, you deserved it.
You caused me pain, so I did the same...

I had so much to look forward to in life, but it all became meaningless. I'm not blaming you. I just... wonder... why we both have to suffer, for happiness, for love, for us...? I really wonder.

Life is so much easier when I keep my running mouth shut.

I could cry. I really could right now. Fortunately or not, I'm anesthetised by emotions I'm dying to feel.