You make me want to tell better lies.

i'm sorry my insecurities ruin everything

let this love become my torture

Maybe then I could sleep at night.

To celebrate my broken heart I’ll smoke myself to sleep, since I can’t bring myself to tears. I’ll make beautiful mascara art on my pillows. What will you make? You’ll be alone. At least I’ll have the company of my sad songs.

A tear in my brain allows the voices in

There is no silence inside my head.

…I have gone insane.

watch my thoughts form clouds and daggers

Do I need whiskey to start fueling my complaints?

if you're a bird, i'm a bird

Crazy days and screwed up nights
Tons of crushes and stupid fights
Secrets we’ll take to the grave
Pictures we’ll forever save
Through thick and thin, always true
Best friends forever, me and you.

I was lost

Sometimes, its the good memories that kill you inside out, not the bad ones.