In a blink of an eye, everything was gone. Everything was over, and no one cared. No one cared.

Why is it my last words were so cruel to you? Why can't it be like the movies where people say something meaningful or heartfelt? It's because death doesn't wait for such trivial things. It'll have your loved ones in it's clutches before you can say anything about it.

Why does it hurt so much to like you? To see you talking to someone else, i mean it's not like you liked me in the first place? Why does it hurt me to know that you don't like me back, if i knew that you wouldn't have like me anyway?

Aren't you supposed to love me. I thought that was a mother's job?

I find myself wishing. Wishing that you didn't see me as a friend. I know that i'm ugly, annoying and fat, but at least I can wish. Wishing is better than being rejected by you.

sometimes it's hard to keep on going, especially if it's without you.

"I never held him or even heard him cry, I was not ready to say goodbye."

"If you feel any remorse for what you did, you will not hurt yourself."

I'm jealous of ''Old Me'', cuz you loved him a lot..

Wish i could never hear you talk about loving me. Coz now, when i am all alone it haunts me.