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
I like the sound of sirens... it shuts out the screaming thoughts in my head;( — Broken Soul Copy Share Image
& if I died tonight, would you even bother to pray for my drunken soul? — Broken Soul Copy Share Image
How lovely would it be not to live in misery? How lovely would it be to take this bottle of pills that… — 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… — Broken Soul Copy Share Image
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… — Broken Soul Copy Share Image
This pain I can see it but I cant feel it It haunts me. When I cut myself I can see where the pain… — Broken Soul Copy Share Image
