and I do not belong in this body, at least not most of the time.

and with you, it's starting to feel like spring instead of the cold winter I had known for so long.

"I love the man that can smile in trouble, that can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection."

and I keep telling myself that if I stay one more day, things will get better.

How many times will I have to bleed out before you realize my heart still beats for you?

if it would've been summer then things would've been easier

I want nothing more than to be your friend.

I'm starting to believe that real love is just a myth, and I think that's quite a dangerous thought.

and she said she saw something different in my eyes, some kind of boldness that has never been there before. And I wouldn't disagree at all. Something feels different. I just can't quite put my finger on it...

I don't want to hold you down.

and I fell into her arms and wept, but not for long. There was too much to laugh about before she was gone.

the only thing he ate was my heart.

and you just gotta start making the moves and start to remove that brick from off of your chest and onto something worth making a foundation on.

touch more than my body, and eventually you'll have that too.

i'd love to die but
i'd also just love to be loved.
guess i'll wait a little while longer
for things to get better.

I'm falling for someone who is absolutely impossible to keep up with.

everyone seems so confused
trust me, i am too.

you're the only thing in my life that feels truly right, right now.
i just hope I'm not wrong and
everything goes wrong
again.

i will not burn for those who don't love me anymore.
i picked up my bags, i lit a match, and i slammed the door.

and the pain i feel physically can never amount to the pain i feel on the inside.

i have never felt more of an obligation to slit open my wrists than i do now.

and in our very essence, we are very good.
It is a heresy to believe otherwise.

You dug my grave and buried me alive, do you realize that?

If it's true,
I'm not sure that I
can look at you the
same.

For someone who says
they do not judge,
you sure as hell
can judge your
best friend.

I really hope it's not true.

and last night was one of the best nights in my entire  life. I've never felt so unstoppable and confident before. I felt happy.

I didn't break my promise

I changed everything I could, and yet it all still reminds me of *you.

just let me kiss you again, let me show you why I'm the girl for you.

I love when we wake up together on the phone, because hearing your sleepy "Good Morning"s are so worth waking a bit earlier for.

It's easy to forget.
It's just like dying, but better.
Nothing can bother you if you're dead.

My palm says I'm prone to letting others control my life, and I think it's time to change that destiny of mine.

One year anniversaries can do a lot to a person.
But they always seem to show you how much has changed.

Why do I feel at home here with the scent of fresh flowers and cigarettes?

At first I just believed that it'd be more ammunition.
But then I remembered that I have a gun, too.

and he's most certainly helped to bring down the walls I started to build again. Day by day, I become stronger with him by my side. I will not be shaken, I will not allow myself to be treated so poorly ever again.

and I thought you were different, *but you're not so different afterall

i feel like I'm prone to having my heart broken

do you really believe you're ready?
do you really believe that I am?

everything can change in a moment, I can only wish to burn now

now its his birds that wake me up in the morning

I want nothing more than to die, but I'm already a walking corpse.

and I was tired of being blind, that's why I cannot look.

I'm still in pain, even while I'm numb, I'm still in so much *pain.

I don't wanna feel blue anymore.

nothing i wrote was ever good enough for you, was it?

In my dream I'm
holding your hand in class again and
we go over to study at your house and
next thing I know we're on your bed and
then we're both asleep in each other's arms.
Nothing more happened in my dream,
except for the fact that when I woke up in your arms you
pulled me closer, rubbed your nose against mine, and then you
gently kissed my lips.

This dream is all it is--a dream. It will never happen,
but I can't seem to help my mind from wandering.