It's okay. I wouldn't choose me either.
No feelings. No pain.
I care about somebody who doesn't even care about me.
I hope someday you'll realize how much you're hurting me.
Nobody feels beautiful until somebody comes along and makes them feel it.
Somebody who tries to keep everybody happy, is the saddest and most lonely.
At least I'm not dying of malaria.
The pieces are scattered all about, you will never find them, of this, there is no doubt.
It's the end and I'm not afraid to die.
Don't worry when I argue with you, worry when I stop because it means there is nothing left to fight for.
I don't need a perfect one... I just need someone who can make me feel that I'm the only one.
I want to sleep but my brain just won't stop talking to itself...
I have this thing, it's where I push people away, even if they didn't do anything to me.
That moment.. when you hear a song and you feel like it describes your entire life.
Nobody cares until something dramatic happens.
They laugh at me because I'm different. I laugh at them because they are all the same.
My silence is just another word for my pain.
Fake smiling? I'm a professional at that.
I see beauty in everything, but me.
You see that happy girl standing in front of you? Yeah well, she's dying inside.
LONG QUOTE OF THE DAY:
Conversation.
Me: I'm feeling quite good today.
Self harm: How? I'm on your arm as proof you're not.
Mirror: How? Look at yourself.
Paranoia: How? Your friends hate you.
Mind: How? Your a total failure.
Me: Oh, right, yeah.
I shall end these types of things with longer quote things and ummm yeah..... Byyeeee. I wuvs you!
