You can tell me you love me, but you’ll get a better response if you make me feel worthless.
We are all infinite in our rapidly expiring minds.
The only part of my body that gets hard these days is my heart.
I’m not made for this life. Or any life.
The only excuse you have for failing in life is your best excuse: you’re you.
If happiness is the highest level of success, then I am, without a doubt, the world’s biggest failure.
A big fat ho by any other name gets on her knees just the same.
You make my butt hole smile. :)
Why use words when you can use razors?
I woke up wanting to kiss (and then disembowel) you. :)
Do you think real thoughts of your own or do you just take directions straight from Satan’s mouth?
Why can’t I make you mine even in my dreams?
I thought we agreed to fight for, not against, each other? Now I’m left with no choice but to kill you.
I wish I had answers.
But I only have feelings.
And those hurt.
Thanks, mom and dad, for projecting your own failed dreams onto me.
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