You May Want To Die,But I Still Love YouYou May Choose Him Over Me,But I Still Love YouYou May Chase Him After We Part Ways,But I Still Love YouYou May Throw Me Down And Leave Me There,But I Still Love You.And The Worst Part Of It All?I Still Name My Butterflies After You...My sister wants to kill herself over some stupid boy who broke her heartWont listen when i tell her i love herAnother sister...

Know what? Fuck you! you're just a bitch, what the fuck do you know about anything? About me? Nothing! You. Know. Nothing! And it gets worse when you're drunk. You're even more of an unbearable cunt when you're drunk. I wish you could see and realize just how much pain you cause me. You don't know. And you never will. I try and talk to you, but you blow me off! You say i do things "just to get...

So, not only do i write sad stuff, i also write lovey-dovey crap.Not sure why.I write sad lovey things, though.Kinda funny, i think.Well, a few months i had a shitty boyfriend, but i stayed with him, because, well, i loved him.I know what you're thinking "She's too young to know love."But that's a lie, you're never too young for love.Well, he broke my heart, multiple times, but i stayed with...

I've come to realize that i only write sad stuff.I mean, i guess i should have realized it sooner than only a few weeks ago, right?My friends at school always say that I'm a good writer (thought i never believed them).But until i straight out asked them, they never mentioned that what i write is sad or disturbing.I just read a comment on one of my poem/songs and all it sad was "so sad".Thank you...

Know when people try and help others?Well, I'm one of those people.But know how sometimes those people helping have no fucking clue about what those people they're trying to help are going through?I'm not one of those people.If- when- i try helping somebody, its because Ive been where they are.Like i said in my profile, i used to do bad thing, and i still do.I am one of those people who believe in...