The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
I cry for the time that you were almost mine, I cry for the memories I’ve left behind, I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new, I cry for the times I thought I had you
Not all scars show, not all wounds heal Sometimes you can’t always see The pain someone feels
Whats the sense of wishing for something when I always just wish it away?
Every night i talk to the stars pretending its you.. it acts just like you tho.. far away and never replies to my questions
Why do people tell you to believe in what you want to but then tell you not to believe in the one true thing you do believe in?
Times a precious thing to waste, but friends are more precious
The sad truth is that most evil is done by people who never make up their minds to be good or evil.
The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom.
Do not assume that he who seeks to comfort you now, lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life may also have much sadness and difficulty, that remains far beyond yours. Were it otherwise, he would never have been able to find these words.
You wake to suffer through the day.
Trade a dream for the pay.
Well here’s the fact, I hope it sticks.
You’re just alive out of habit.
I swear to you on everything I am.
And I dedicate to you all that I have.
And I promise you that I will stand right by your side.
Forever and always until the day I die.
Hate can be a positive emotion.
When it forces you to better yourself.
I will not be broken.
I am the one.
Just live and breathe.
And try not to die again.
Don’t lose touch with life’s reality.
Compensate for life’s stupidity.
My heart bleeds no more.
Now it’s been turned to stone.
Leave me alone.
Don’t come any closer.
I’m so alone.
And you call me a loser.
There once was a time
When silence meant nothing to me.
These questions in my mind
Are so much bigger than life.
I need not your wicked weapons.
my war is not with someone like you.
staring at the world.
through the hole you.
put through my head.
I might look young.
But I’m no less defeated.
Just talking with my shoes.
Converse with my Converse.