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MISERABLE MORNINGS. NEVER ENDING NIGHTS.
the older we get, the sadness takes over us.
no matter how big or soft or warm your bed is, you still have to get out of it.
So, I guess you were one of those people who were supposed to walk into my life, teach me a lesson, and then walk away.
THIS IS OUR DECISION TO LIVE FAST AND DIE YOUNG. WE’ VE GOT THE VISION NOW LET ‘S HAVE FUN.
Don’t be afraid of death; be afraid of an unlived life. You don’t have to live forever, you just have to live.
I AM TIRED. I AM TIRED. I AM TIRED. I TRIED. I CANNOT FIX THIS.
Are you happy?
SHIT. THIS ISN’T MY TOOTHBRUSH.
All I do is think. About everything and nothing at all.
coffee and smokes and cold diet cokes that’s what pretty girls are made of
I CANNOT EXPLAIN THESE THINGS I FEEL FOR YOU
I ADORE YOU, you crazy, gorgeous, WONDERFUL (but also sometimes quite WEIRD - but still very LOVELY) person.
Sometimes you just get tired of everything. Sometimes you just don’t want to be here anymore. Sometimes you feel alone and left out and let down . Sometimes you just want it all to go away.
You are still terribly afraid of to be hurt. Your imaginary sadism shows that. So afraid to be hurt that you want to take the lead and hurt first.
I am not living, I am just killing time.
-Do you believe in ..? -I don’t believe in anything, no Why should I?
“If this song makes you sad, why you still listen to it?” “Because I need to feel something other than this emptiness”
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