How much do I matter?


I want to run away.


I want to run away from my past.


I want to run away from everything.

And can you die of heartbreak to die for love lost young I pray to find it again


It's like I'm running in slow motion in a nightmare that never ends

If I had a time machine, I’d travel back to where the world was at my fingers. When I could be happy and carefree, and be really happy and carefree. I would go back to when I was a child. When we were all children. And I’d laugh and I’d play. And let the grown up things stay far away.

Maybe I was sick.


No one deserves to be sick.


So, maybe I was dying.

I think I'm preparing myself for that special kind of fall... The kind where I just can’t let myself hear or feel myself hit the bottom... I just keep on falling and falling and falling, like I’m in a bottomless pit...

Even lost in the crowd,


we are under the same sky.


It was peace.


At last. A well-deserved break. And what else was there to spend the peace and quiet with?

but it doesn't mean it doesn't hurt..


fuck my life....

How I loathe thee.


You're not sorry..

Just when I nearly had the answer, I forgot the question.