)She has an art.
An art for originality
and an art for hiding tears.

She paints a pretty picture, but their is a little twist, the paintbrush is a razor and her canvas is her wrist

Why does almost every girl
choose the wrong guy
when the right one is standing right there ?

For her, being without him was the

same as forgetting how to laugh.

it was that unimaginable.

A clean room is the sign of a wasted life ** haa haa then ive never wasted a second**

Her heart finally realized
what her mind knew all
along - he's not worth it

I watched you walk away
without a backward glance.
I think it was that exact moment
I heard my heart crack

I felt hurt. Really hurt. And sometimes when that happens, something inside just shuts off

&for the first time in many months, when she walked into school on monday morning, you could tell from the look in her eyes and the smile on her face, that she was going to be okay

People turned their backs, put my name in their mouths, told my secrets to the world, but you were there for me when i needed someone the most. best friends and nothing less