A creation made right after another. Each one made either by the neat strokes of an artist hand, or by the sloppy scribbles of a child. But both are drawings of creation. And both deserve to be drawn. — Music Copy Share Image
I promised myself, that whenever I die, I won't go to Heaven. And I wouldn't go to Hell either. Instead I promised my self… — Music Copy Share Image
I was told that I will find someone else. And all I have to do is trust my heart. But I have a question… — Music Copy Share Image
I'm afraid to leave my bed at night. Whenever I leave the saftey of covers I can feel the monster in me. It claws… — Music Copy Share Image
My heart fears to what the world can do and so it builds it's walls. It seperates and dissapear, thought to be shielded. But… — Music Copy Share Image
A creation made right after another. Each one made either by the neat strokes of an artist hand, or by the sloppy scribbles of… — Music Copy Share Image
When it feels like the lyrics to the song you're listening to were written just for you.. — Music Copy Share Image
I would rather die then not be myself, because without being myself I already would have died. — Music Copy Share Image
There are many different questions. Answered, unanswered, pondered, and even questions you don't think about twice. But the one question you always come back… — Music Copy Share Image
I can't distinguish my feelings over this. Is it nervousness or sorrow? Pain or regret? Embarrassment or unease? Time can only tell. Time will… — Music Copy Share Image
I would rather be abused. I would rather get hurt. I would rather feel pain, because without the abuse, the hurt, the pain, I… — Music Copy Share Image
It's not smart to let me take lead, because I like to walk into brick walls. I always have to check if I'm ignored… — Music Copy Share Image
