I continue to plead for anyone to talk to, to cry with, and I'm left with a pencil and paper to pour my heart out to, to cry to... with no possible way of being heard. |
Rain pouring down, We turned in different directions. |
I’ve lost all self-respect, |
Caught in the rain, |
LONELINESS. |
There is one spectacle grander than the sea, and that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, and that is the interior of the soul. |
You should love someone for who they are, not who you want them to be. |
My heart is rusted from all of the tears that were never dried. |
I do not wipe away her tears |
My life is like sky diving without a parachute... |