If lifes a gift than gods an indian giver for taking it away

If this is love
give me hate
if your a dove
give me tragedy

The hardest thing in the world,
is to live in it

So many thoughts
so little ink

Suicide is wrong
but is life right?

Tonight i shed bloody tears for you and leave them on a razorblade

I have the strong and sudden urge to shatter my mirror into a million pieces because i hate what its showing me

Love is the seed of all hope. it is the enticement to trust, to risk, to try, to go on.

Love is a four letter lie

Love is the funeral of hearts