I [used] to believe in L0v3, i [used] to believe in fairytales....but since my hearts been cRush3d i dont believe in much [anymore]

&& your as welcomed as cancer and yet my door is always open...

It not about the wheather; it's who you step outside with

I break in two over you and each part of me dies...

Whatever i do i know my heart wont let go, but my mind can so...i'll just pReTeNd i'm over it

---me

My heart is on my sleeve... wear it like a bruise or blackeye...my badge,my witness...that means i believed every single lie you said...x3

All i want is ONE guy to prove that they AREN'T all the SAME...

MemOrIeS last FOREVER even if you DON'T want them to StAy

Sometimes your closest friends end up hurting you more than your worst enemies ever could

--> no more games, no more drama
--> when you wanna be real give me a holla
--> you tried to steal my man, & now were through
--> thought we were friends...guess i was wrong about that too