"all these people in the world and you can still feel lonely. It always seems to be the same story. I find happiness, and things are great for awhile, the boy promises me so many things and says the sweetest things. Then the phone calls become less, the i love you's become shorter, the words start to get harsher, and the only thing he says are lies..."


turn on the shower, lock the door. fall upon the tile and cry once more. grab a towel, damp the sounds. don't let a soul hear that you`re breaking down.





i'm so scared of the future. even if it's tm. you just like to take my kindness as my weakness huh?