Sometimes all it takes is an arm & a blade
to take all the pain away...

I find all the inspiration I need in his eyes.

She tenses up/ clenches her fist/ punctures her skin/ in this moment of bliss

What used to be my arms are now cutting boards for my uncontrollable emotions...

The pain is so palpable and yet he overlooks it. I'm invisible to him.

Is there a way to overdose on a person? To be with them so much that it could almost kill you? And then when you try to stop you have withdrawl symptoms? I feel that way with you. You're my drug and I'm addicted.

So come close to me;
ignorance is bliss.
And I'll hang on to everything you are...
even if you don't exist.

We suffer from reality, victims of the choices we have made, barely holding on to what we barely had to begin with.

Attributes of one's life are like shards of glass - harmful, transparent, or lost entirely; no matter how we try to piece them together they don't always fit.

Hey
i dont mean to be selfish but i had a very suckish day and if anyone cares... i need a friend... :'(