Yeah... I'm one of those so called FREAKS of yours that slice their wrist, purge up their dinner and take a bottle of pills. You didnt expect me, ME of all people to be one of those EMO kids... NOw… — Broken Soul Copy Share Image
Sometimes I pretend that I'm okay just to see if anyone will notice how hard I'm trying to NOT cry — Broken Soul Copy Share Image
Dont fucking ask me if I'm OK, I dont want to have to lie. Dont ask me if I'm happy, I dont want to lie. Dont tell me I'm beautiful I dont want to hear YOUR lies. Dont tell me you love me, I dont want to fall for your sick lies. Dont tell me everything will be fine... I'm… — Broken Soul Copy Share
I let you go because I cant hold onto what doesnt want to be held apoun:/ — Broken Soul Copy Share Image
They call this love, I call this love of theirs, fucking suicide. Our love will surely be the death of me someday — Broken Soul Copy Share Image
Jack and Jill went up the hill and did it in the water Jack slipped His condom ripped and they ended up having a daughter. Jack and Jill went up the hill Both with some marijuana Jack got high and Opened his fly And Jill said Iawanna. Humpty Dumpty fucked a fat whore Humpty Dumpty fucked her some more All… — Broken Soul Copy Share
This pain I can see it but I cant feel it It haunts me. When I cut myself I can see where the pain is coming from and watch it heal And I can easily care for it.This pain doesnt have a specific place. It moves around and creeps into strange places. — Broken Soul Copy Share
