

she always willIts confusing this so called life every night a different situation every night another heart break there's no feeling behind it there's really no point to it we do what we want to we feel how we want to we break our own hearts loved and lost just to be passed around nothing makes sense your smile is so fake everything I feel has been felt before everything I love has been loved before I'm just another of you Im just that girl you look at and wonder what makes me tick who's been me before whats racing through myshe always will


I paid well...It’s the last time I can put myself through all of this… it’s the last night I’ll let you do this to me. I can’t stand by and watch this fall away, and fall apart. I’ve found a new sense of pride and I refuse to feel like I did something wrong anymore. It’s over, and we let us break. When everything of nothing is left, have we more than we started with? Maybe someday I’ll understand why it all happened. I don’t want sympathy; I just need a little therapy. Here I’ll write my last confessions, the confessions of a broken and shattered girl. I just need to hear you say it’s ok to die. I’m a lost and lonely girl looking for any way outI paid well...


Love. Hope. What?I want to write and mean something though words, meaningless, are read ideas, I wish to be conveyed hope, through the darkest of nights love, through the most broken of hearts laughter after tears, lessons after pain for once, not a sad story of a girl lost, alone, scared, hurt a girl whose smile never fades yet she never really meant it hope, through the darkest of nights the image of what people want us to be finally cracked and corroded let them see us, all scars revealed I want to show them the real me finally stop trying to prove something lovLove. Hope. What?
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"dare to be so wrong, that everyone thinks you are right."
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"dare to be so wrong, that everyone thinks you are right."
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"dare to be so wrong, that everyone thinks you are right."
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