Sticks and stones may break my bones.. but it's the words that make me cry.

I'de walk a 100 miles to reach your doorstep.. knocking, however... is a completely different matter...

''i love you''. the most hurtful phrase to be said....

The only medecine for mental agony is physical pain.

The word ''depression'' dosen't come close to explaining how dead i feel inside.

I can't put up this strong front much longer. it's about to fall.

It's sad i have to get stoned to make myself feel better. it used to be recreational.

I'm to worthless to even succeed at quitting.

I couldn't help it.. the razor called me back

I can take anything, i just need to know im not worthless to you like i am to everybody else.