Him and me are a memory. |
Its like I wanna push you into oncoming traffic.. |
You make me smile for the weirdest reasons |
Her heart finally realized |
A clean room is the sign of a wasted life ** haa haa then ive never wasted a second** |
For her, being without him was the |
Why does almost every girl |
She paints a pretty picture, but their is a little twist, the paintbrush is a razor and her canvas is her wrist |
)She has an art. |
She never happy with herself |