I dont know which fact is more painful...The fact that no one loves/cares about me or the fact that I care about people that love hurting me.

You cant fix me.....My heart is to broken to ever repair or replace.

You cant spell funeral with-out fun.

Hear that?....
................................................
Thats the sound of no one caring that I just pulled a trigger that released a bullet into my broken heart.

Take some sleeping pills and mix them with rum, lay on you're bed and let the fun start.

Alone at home,
With a razor in my hand,
And a pill in my mouth,
Starting to cry in the night,
I'll be having fun tonight.

"Falling really feels like you're flying,...Until you hit the ground.." I guess thats what god was thinking about when he made love.

The whisper in the wind, is my silent scream escaping my mind..

Life is to short to be perfect, so act like a dork, act like you're self, and remember if life wasnt bad sometimes then it wouldnt be good most of the time.

A quote i wrote when i was realy hyper...

Give onto me you're burdens and dreams you wish you've never had, for worthless things like me, thats all i've ever have.