So at this point should I believe anything you say?

Why do you build me up? Buttercup baby just to let me down, and mess me around?
And worst of all, you never call baby when you say you will, but I need you still.

There is seriously no point in getting mad, offended or irritated anymore.
You are in this situation because you choose to be.
You can't blame another, because you do this to yourself.

This is my cross now let me bear it.

Sitting on the curb in front of Bailey's house, smoking cigarettes, listening to bad music, free from the world and its judgement.

Contemplating our next meal and realizing we can live on cups of noodles and Dr. Pepper as long as we have each other and the summer never ends.

Wow.
I hate fighting.
But mostly, I hate guilt.
I hate that its always me.

I think that lady was right...I'm extremely worked up and I have hives all over my back.

I hate it when people lie to your face! (Through AIM) LOL

I could leave you well enough alone
Believe and you'll be overcome and gone
By grace away
Better off than if I stayed.

This place is a prison.
These people aren't your friends.

If I wanted to torture somebody...I would shove them into my brain for jussst an hour.
It would be a war crime.

I am SO misunderstood.