I just want the pain on my tongue. I just want the stud to remind me in the future, not to slip out anything. Anymore.

Maybe if i treated you like shit, i deserve all these hurt and pain. But i didn't.

I NEVER TOLD YOU ABOUT MY LIFE TO GET PITY!

I hate two-faced people, it's so hard to decide which face to slap first.

It's always the case of "guys initiate, girls encourage" and that's how the cheating starts.

Because of you, everything and everyone else stopped being a priority.

The scars are only reminders of why my heart hurts.

It's easy to tell me to just be happy, when you're not the one dying inside looking for reasons to be happy.

/itrytobeme/

It's almost as if you enjoy watching me go through pain.

It doesn't seem like you're going to change; I don't think that I'll be able to take it anymore.