Do you love anything about me...? could you please tell me what that is

Trying to bring back the love that was lost, is like trying to be able to walk after being hit by a car. Sometimes it works, but sometimes it just doesn't.

Every scar has a story to it, but every cut has a reason.

The girl who seemed unbreakable is finally starting to break
the one who seemed so strong its crumbling apart
the one who always laughs it off is constantly crying
the girl who would never give up, finally quit trying

Stop saying you know me!!!!
you don't, if you did you wouldn't ask all these questions.
You'd already know the answers

As she looks in the mirror
blood streaming down her wrists
she thinks to herself
is this what they wanted
and right before she drops to the floor she whispers
"I hope your happy now"

--unknown

People say there is a reason for everything: every loss, every joyful moment. everything.. but what is it. because I can't find it in my <3 to believe so.

He told me he loves me... but the next day he says he doesn't want me? Now he won't even talk to me, he won't even see me.... WE were best friends before...

I cut my wrists, hoping maybe someone will see them...
I fake a smile, wishing someone would tell me I know you fake it.
I even starve waiting for someone to ask why are you not hungry?
I wish someone would just ask!

Everyone keeps asking me if i'm okay..
what the hell do they want me to say?
no.. i'm not okay. and then what? so i
just smile and say i'm fine .. even tho
i'm really dying inside </3