I want your bod. Lol, JK. You look like a train wreck.

Been singing for my rent && singing for my supper. I'm above the below && below the upper. I'm stuck in the middle where money gets tight, but I guess I'm doin' alright.

My level of sarcasm is in proportion to your level of stupidity.

Tears have come and tears have gone. My emotional torment still lives on. The scars right here upon my wrist, are what have helped me get through this.

I love your make-up. LOL. Jk. It looks like you got gang banged by Crayola.

I can still remember our best of times;
When I was yours and you were mine.
My heart is broke that once was stone.
For now you're hers and I'm alone.

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? I could really use a wish right now..

Some days, all I want to be is a missing person.

If the world ends in 2012, I've wasted my whole life in school..
Beautiful.

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it, this brokenness inside me might start healing. Out here, its like Im someone else. I thought that maybe I could find myself..