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| Caution; I may have the sudden urge to kiss you be prepared.  
You can put a man on trial, but you can't make the guilty pay. And you can cage an animal, but you can't take away the rage.  
i wasn't running for my life; i was racing to save something infinitely more precious.
  "Honestly - I've seen corpses with better color. I was concerned that I might have to avenge your murder." Edward  
"The only guess I have is that maybe your mind doesn't work the same way the rest of thiers do. Like you thoughts are on the AM frequency and I'm only getting FM." Edward "My mind doesn't work right? I'm a freak?" Bella "I hear voices in my mind and you worried that you're the freak." Edward  
"Bella, the last real birthday any of us had was Emmett in 1935. Cut us a little slack, and don't be too difficult. They're all very excited." Edward  
"How strongly are you opposed to grand theft auto?” Alice
  
"Yesterday, when I would touch you, you were so hesitant, so careful, and yet still the same. I need to know why. Is it because I'm too late? Because I've hurt you too much? Because you have moved on, as I meant for you to? That would be...quite fair. I won't contest your decison. So don't try to spare my feelings, please - just tell me now whether or not you can still love me, after everything I've done to you. Can you?" Edward  
“She has a heartbeat, though it runs a little faster than a human’s. Her temperature is a little bit hotter than usual, too. She sleeps.” Edward “The only parents in the world who don’t need sleep, and our child already sleeps through the night.” Edward  
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| i can see it in your eyes you're taking on a load that's just too strong. if i had one call to make, i would dial yesterday and warn myself tell my lips the words to say, not let you just walk away with someone else you stood there like a stone but now that she's gone? how strong are you now enough of the bullshit. i need to get back on track with my body weight. my exboyfriend[ the guy i love] left for peru today. he's coming back in two weeks. i wanna look fucking amazing when he comes back. end of story. im gunna need help. im sick of just blaming myself and wallowing in self pity. im gunna do something about it this time. im gunna get thinner. yeah, im already thin. but i wanna get intense. im ready. | | |
| And honestly, i have been begging for answers that you and only you can give to me. A voice crying loud, i've been crying for days now and as i start to run, i stop to breathe. The days have come and gone Our lives went by so fast I faintly remember breathing on your bedroom floor Where I laid and told you, but you swear you loved me more I was worried I wouldn't be good enough for you... and that's why I lied. that's what scares me, not being enough, not smart enough, not pretty enough, not good enough. Take one glance, because soon I'll be gone. You taught me not to wait too long. It's time for you to go. You're going to hate me when I tell you everything. You're going to question whether you really know me at all. You will revisit every smile, and where it fits into the day. After this long, I expected it to get better. After this long, I expected it to get better. Have you ever had a problem you had to keep to yourself? And you`re trying, but it hurts like hell? Wishing you had someone to trust, so you can let it all out, convey the reason why you`ve been feeling so down. But when you reach out for help, you find there`s no one but yourself. I know. I would have answered your letter sooner But you didn't send one. And you get to a point where you stop feeling sorry for yourself. You realize no one's going to save you, so you have to save yourself. You turn your life around, not knowing where you're going, just knowing that you'll do anything, Anything to be happy again. 
Years pass and I'm gone It's too late to confess and cry I live with this curse, I walk in her shadow My heart breaks I swear, you fell apart at the seams You only know what this means when you're not feeling 
Doctor, Doctor I'm dying now. Broken hearts bleeding death wishes. Scream your insecurities. its much too late to save me. 
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| the weak forgive and forget. the strong remember it every waking moment and apply it to the future. I'm terrified of winding up alone forever, but I'm more terrified of being with the wrong person, when the right one shows up. Sometimes you just need to cry and be sad. You need to break down and be torn apart. You need to learn how to pick yourself up and put yourself back together. Sometimes, the only way to be happy is give in to sadness first. Because without sadness, there's no happiness; you would never learn to smile. Always behave like a duck. Keep calm and unruffled on the surface, but paddle like hell underwater. Am I the reason people always leave? Am I the reason all these things keep happening to me? Maybe I'm just destined to be alone.
So you turn up the music and try to block out the screams. You try to ignore your heart as it crumbles and bleeds. The pain is too much. You can't take it anymore. And every time You turn up the volume, You scream a little more. Don't worry about me; my heart's not broken anymore. You should be worrying about yourself. Because as far as I can see, you're still an asshole.. Cause the way I see it, the more people that hate me, the less people I have to please. You can't learn from a lesson if you don't make the mistake. I’m done pretending, so here goes: No, I’m not okay with the fact that you broke my heart. No, I’m not okay with the fact that we don’t even talk anymore. & to top it all off No, I’m not okay with the fact that I fell in love with you in the first place people always ask - do you still like him? and honestly, i dont know. but theres something about him that i just cant let go. there's a good reason why i'm keeping my distance && I will stand over the grave in which you lay && apologize for not keeping you safe
{ It's hard to think about growing up when you're right in the middle of doing it. It's hard to know what you want. Sometimes there are so many voices in your head its difficult to know which of them is yours }
Guys will always be able to make girls cry but if a girl can make a guy cry then she must really mean something to him. some day you'll see that you made a mistake and by the time you wake up it'll be too late cause I will have moved on and found someone new someone who loves me the way I used to love you thanks for all the lies, now dont try and come apologize, tonight just let me cry and everything will be fine in the morning, if tonight you let me cry. Rock bottom is good solid ground, and a dead end street is just a place to turn around don't blame me for looking away; i can't afford another heartbreak Surgeons make incisions what a mess they've made Tearing at my skin leaving knives in my brain Stabbing at the voices making me insane. Emotion is my middle name. I lie in bed and listen to the rain, put happy thoughts inside my head, but I find instead the hurting words you saidThe hardest kind of depression to treat Is the one you can't see They're the smiling ones The ones who look perfect The ones who are laughing The ones who are dying inside The ones who seem perfectly happy Those are the ones who need help the most Because you can't tell when they're sad I want you to be free, don’t worry about me, & just like the movies, we'll play out our last scene, you wont cry, I wont scream Stop. just stop. I know your lying to me. I don't think you realize that you're killing me insideMy stereo is blasting, my eyeliner is beginning to smear, I can barely hear. My tears are forming in the corner of my eyes so just shut up and let me slowly slip I lay there motionless paralyzed by my pain completely alone in this world with only me to blame Skank, prostitute, whore, she can't have life a bore. She does these naughty things, and rumors are what she brings. Hand-jobs, blow-jobs, and more, all guys know they can score. She'd do anything, even sex, just for some respect. Her dreams go down the drain, her life is full of pain. Maybe when she's older, her feelings won't be colder She takes out her mirror And cries at the sight Brings her pillow nearer And holds onto it tight Tonight I will poison myself without it becoming known I’ll rest my head on a shelf while I make a grave my own | | |
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