(2012)
A VERY short quote; one of the shortest I've ever taken pride in.
Last night I had a dream The most sincere and beautiful dre… I was walking down a school hallwa… Books in hand covered in a thin la… I noticed a girl out of the corner…
You. Are. Not. A. Fucking. Whale. You. Are. You. And. You. Are. Fucking. Beautiful. Seriously I’m not even kidding or being nice right now. You have a weight problem, as I do as well....
Nails dig deep when squeezed Tightly against our bodies as we f… Marking our palms in the color we… Sticky red stains are all to be se… Who could’ve ever expected somethi…
I can’t say much All I have is this All I can say is that I’m sorry I’m ever so sorry This is the path I chose
It sucks when your heart is taken… Maybe it’s all just a dream, or ma… It needs cleaned out and drained f… Maybe I’m just insane or maybe I’… Trying to make noise but the sound…
This ending can be stopped This ending can be made We can write back all our wrongs We can skip out the masquerade Don’t forget to write your own end…
There’s a time to be silly There’s a time to be mad There’s a time to be happy There’s a time to be bad There’s a place for me
I used to stare up at the ceiling… And watch the city lights burn lik… Cars would send patterns floating… As well as envelope sounds through… When I would stare up at the ceil…
While you’re googling careers I’m googling ways to kill myself While you’re asking questions abou… I’m silently begging for help While you’re out with friends
I’ve never wanted anything extrava… Of course, that in itself is selfi… Selfish as the way I’ve memorized… I’ve been thinking, and that’s not… It’s not that I’m stupid; just me…
I’ve cursed myself And mocked myself I’ve condemned myself I’ve beaten myself To a bloody pulp
I will be the king of myself I will walk with triumph I will find my purpose with each s… I’m not the only one I’m not the only one
I feel the need to scream out to y… I want my voice to echo through th… I want my voice to ring through yo… I want you to feel the earth start… Because killing our sons and daugh…
These moments when I feel the razor in my hand It’s like a call It’s an unholy demand I choose my weapon
Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary Do you see what I see Bloody Mary, oh how could this be I can see you staring back at me In the reflection that holds my ow…