He Has No Idea How Beautiful The

I Measure The Moment In The Heartbeats I Skip

She Stays In The Same Spot, Anchored By The Profound, Desperate Loneliness Of A Bad Relationship.

The Clock Always Ticks. There Are Times You Don't Hear It, And There Are Times That You Do.

I Say Good-bye To The Part Of Myself That Misses Him So Much.

I Am Constantly Torn Between Killing Myself And Killing Everyone Around Me.