Depression is a pit ( Read more... )

A poem for girls ( Read more... )

you were everything i wanted

the oatmeal guy is a stalker

last night i had a nightmare that i was a spatula...i told my therapist and she asked me if i was eating well
and i said that i eat alot and she said if i had any serious tramas with kitchen utensils
my respond was simply 'well i had kinda like a sord fight with kfc sporks once'

i dont know why i just put that little story lol
random

. .She stood in the pouring rain screaming his name as he walked away..

. .love is the s.l.o.w.e.s.t form of s.u.i.c.i.d.e bcuz his lips are laced with cyanide 'n i'm a.d.d.i.c.t.e.d to his kiss

|...it takse my pain away...|

..Save tonight and fight the break of dawn. Come tomorrow, tomorrow I'll be gone.

..She needs to hear that she's b e a u t i f u l

..They say sleep is the cousin of death. Sew my eyes wide open because a dream is kin to your last breath.

my arm tastes like burnt toast

CAUSE i don't WANT TO WASTE ANOTHER MOMENT ( Read more... )

Depression is the flirt of suicide, and ( Read more... )

maybe its best this way...

maybe its what i would've wanted...

maybe just maybe he'll smile everytime he hears my name...

and maybe i'll see him once more...

but for now...one can only hope...

<3-christina n ( Read more... )