Welcome to our society; you will be judged on what you wear, what music you listen to, and how you feel. Enjoy your stay.

Stop falling, stop listening, stop texting back, stop worrying, stop getting your hopes up, stop telling yourself this time is different. You've heard this story before and you know how it ends; he's playing a game that you keep losing.

There's so many things I wanted to tell him, but I knew they'd hurt him. So I buried them deep down, and let them hurt me.

My day consisted of, I want to kill myself, and the world is so beautiful with a constant I hate everyone.

You can't start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading the last one.

My stomach drops when I think about you being with someone else..

I wonder if the things that remind me of you, remind you of me..

It's sad when you get hurt so often that you say "It's fine, I'm used to it."

How am I supposed to explain something to someone, when I don't even understand it myself?

I might die from the drugs but it sure killed the pain.