Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.

Things I wish I could say Would be I miss you, I love you, I want to be with you,

Dignity is death.

Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry Because it’s your birthday.

I feel like I want to hurt, To show myself how beautiful this… The illusion makes me strong. I feel like I can’t get hurt, But I still hope for the pain of…

I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.

I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.

I ran from you all my life. I’ve had problems, But that doesn’t make it right.

Can you hear it? It is the cry of the poor. Their howling curls inside of my h… It pains me as if I were one of t… But, I am.

Perfection is an evil reflection On what is really real. Solitude is my gratitude When I am sad. Numbness equals oneness

Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that

Smile your baby smile and please l… I know I love you, but haven’t yo… Twinkle and shine and don’t ever c… You warm me like a fox in a fox’s… Light of my life and you gave me t…

The tissues know something. Even the mirror knows. My music knows it And especially my pillow. My books can see it

The grass was dewy. You carried me on your back. I could feel your heartbeat Through your shirt. I wanted you to be mine,