You keep hurting me, and I’ll keep cutting me. Soon we’ll kill me. And we both can be set free.

I'll release the sorrow and you’ll miss me tomorrow.

You know you've just torn open my chest and ripped out my heart. But really I don't mind, I mean IT'S JUST MY LIFE!!

My writs have an appointment with Doc Knife he’ll help get rid of the pain.

Don’t u cry, please don’t cry, I'm ur best friend, Don’t be sad, don’t look bk, I’m here for u.

Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? (My God, My God, Why hast thus forsaken me?)
-Jesus.

Love means nothing till you fight for it.

She walks out, she sees a mirror, And is shocked to see not one, But many tears escaping, And is even more shocked to see, That no one noticed.

Love what you have!
Could you love this lost child?
Please Love this lost child!
Please love me!

Love me now I’m gone. Remember what you've lost.