

GoodbyeIf i really meant that much for you. You wouldn't have done this. You would've tried to grab me, even a simple phone call. If i really made you happy. You wouldn't have done this. You wouldn't have told me the truth. If you really loved me. You wouldn't done this. Why can't I make my feelings disappear? Why can't I just ignore you without any pain? Why can't I stop thinking about you? You have forgotten me in an instance, found someone else... Betrayed me with my own feelings, things i trusted you with. I will never forget you, nor will I give up hope. IGoodbye


How Rich I AmI have no diamonds, but just a simple golden band. It represents my marriage to a man who loves me unconditionally.How Rich I Am
I have no rubies, sapphires, or emeralds. These jewels are my children who shine as brightly as the stars.
I have no mansion, just an ordinary house with four walls and floors. It is filled with love, happiness, and keeps us safe and warm.
I have no designer clothes, just the normal clothes. They cover my body and keep me warm when it is cold.
I have no wealth when it comes to material things of this earth. My wealth is my family, health, happiness


you used to make me humanTechnically theres nothing wrong with me Physically Im as healthy as could be Mentally Im completely normal Emotionally Im averagely informal So what I can explain to the doctors? What can I say to the nurse? What can I whisper to the counsellor? What can I say to the therapist to finish this verse? Nothing Because theres nothing to say Its just that Theres this pain In the empty hole in my chest Where my heart used to beat A dull throbbing reminder I used to be alive, you used to make me human...you used to make me human


loveLove. Love is waking up to the same face for the rest of your life, and still be smiling like you were when you first met.love
Love... Love is when you are able to dance like no one is watching, and feel sexy at the same time.
Love? Love is not saying I love you too back but is saying I love you first.
Love...? If at any stage you have to ask yourself; is it love? Chances are its probably not.
Love!
Love is made from mistakes and wrong choices. Love is not having the courage to say its over, when something bad happens
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XxXPrOcRaStInAtIoN Iz LiEk mAsTurBaTiOn; iN tHe EnD YoU'rE jUsT ScReWiNg yOuRsElF~XxX
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My Mayhem: [link]
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"I'm stylish type of guy." 。◕‿‿◕。
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Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself.
Shoot for the moon, if you miss you'll land among the stars
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# I'm impossible to forget, but i'm hard to remember.
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