I don't know which I would rather believe... that you never did care or that you eventually stopped.

Sad isn't it? How no matter what you do or say to me... when you come running back... when you need me again... I'll be here... right here waiting for you, I'll take you back... no questions asked. Sad isn't it?

I wish he meant it when he kissed me cause then I could look back and see someone who loved me but I can only go back and see someone who used me.

I cried today... not because I miss you... or even wanted you... but because I realized I'm gonna be all right without you.

I believe in whatever gets you through the night. Night is the hardest time to be alive. For me, anyway. It lasts so long, and four am knows all my secrets. Four am is when my dreams die.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that the moment one area of your life starts going okay, another part of it falls spectacularly to pieces.

You never know when you wake up, if all will be the same, or if you'll be back in your dark place, again to feel the pain.

Sometimes I feel like nobody has held me down and forced me to cry or made me hug them, or seen to the inside of me. I just say 'oh I'm fine' and walk away. Nobody's ever said to me 'no you're not'.

Wear a mask that grins and lies, it hides our cheeks and shades our eyes. The debt we pay to human guile, with torn and broken hearts, we smile.

Someone once asked me, 'Why do you always insist on taking the hard road?' I replied, 'Why do you assume I see two roads?'