Emo Hearts☠

2012-02-09T05:30:00.001-08:00

Cutting.

2012-02-09T04:50:00.000-08:00

Yeah its true..Yes this is MY hand & yes i do cut.But admit it..u cut 2 or used to? we all cut!its an obssesion.When i cut it hurts but i also feel relaxed...i put out all my anger in cutting.

A reason to live.

2012-02-06T09:02:00.001-08:00

Life as we know It...

2012-02-06T08:58:00.001-08:00

One second you'll be on top of the world
The other you'll be soo down nothing would make sense
You'll face hate, betrayal, pain
At the same time you'll find love, peace and happiness
You'll make friends and you'll make enemies
You'll laugh and you'll cry
Your heart will be broken and your friends will help you put together the pieces
You'll see fights, wars, disasters
Help the one in need
Learn to ignore the hate
You'll trust the wrong people
You'll lie and people will lie to you
You'll fail and you'll succeed
You will get knocked down and you'll stand up again
You'll fight for what you believe in
And you'll have to stand alone
You'll face death of your dear ones
Some people will just walk away from your life
You'll have to learn to let go
It will be hard, but not impossible
You'll make mistakes, you'll regret
But all this is which will make you who you are
So never lose hope
And Live each day like it's the last
Because this is life as we know it

Rascal Flatts - What Hurts The Most [lyrics] New Video

2012-02-05T15:52:00.001-08:00

2012-02-05T15:47:00.000-08:00

I'm unsatisfied with everthing. Nothing sparks me. Things I love I no longer care for. Like photo and writing. I'm so confused and lost. I'm also fake. I want you to know that. I'm not who I seem. I lead many lives and everthing about me is a lie. I'm sorry.

2012-02-05T15:40:00.000-08:00

My head is full of secrets. Secrets that I share with no one. These demons that control me. Why won't they let me go? I never did anything to hurt them. Just leave me be I scream to the cold darkness that has become my life. Why, Why, Why. I sit and cry. My tears sting my cheeks, and stain my clothes with all my pain. Yet the stain is fading and there's no one who notices. No one to help me wash my sorrows away. No one to grasp my hand to lead me to a happier place. Why doesn't he see, how deeply I ache for him. I wish he could see me. I want to tell him all my secrets. I want him to yearn for me like I do him. But most of all I want him to love me, Like I do him.