So it’s not gonna be easy. It’s gonna be really hard. We’re...– We have our fights but god damn I love you more then life itself, I love you more than anyone and anything. You keep me going.
Home Is Where Your Heart Is.– My heart is with her. So does that mean she’s home? If so, I’d really like to go home now.
If I told you that I just wanna get out, leave this town forever, and forget everyone all together; Would you come with me? or just tell me that you’ll miss me? I like to write, but nothing ever inspires me. Depression inspires me and right now I’m, sadly enough, too happy to write. I’m thinking about getting a notebook to write down those random things that come to me, but...
You could be empty and I could be right here empty with you.
I won’t be spending this Valentines Day alone :)
There’s an icebox where my room used to be.
Restinpeace my man.
Naked like the truth should always be.
I’m keeping all the secrets, you’re dying to know.
Heartbreak isn’t losing the person you love all together. Heartbreak is the slow and continuous denting, bruising, and scarring of your heart. That’s just my opinion.
Forget my name.