In my wildest dreams i've never hurt you...

When you kiss her another part of my soul dies...

I watch you whisper to her the words that belong to me...

Sometimes a hand begs to be held but it can also beg to be let go...

When this week ends so do we... i'm sorry,

bree i cant take you anymore. you think we compete but the only person competing here is you... against yourself...never forget...

Best friends could experience the end of the world together and still come out on top stronger than ever!

Talk to me...tell me whats wrong. i can't pick up the pieces if i dont know why they fell....

Bree, you picked me up then you threw me down. i feel like i have to resort back to cutting to let you know that i'm still alive...

Be there to be there not because you think i will die without you because i wont.

It wasnt what she heard that killed her but what she didnt hear.