What is the point of existence? Life is a constant brutal attack on everything worth living. Everything we are taught to work hard for, to cherish, doesn't even matter in the end. Fuck society! I'm doing whatever the hell I want with the time I have, and I'm going to enjoy every second of it.

The sweet summer air blows soft kisses on her cheeks, drying her tears, and warming her heart to the locked up memories of summers past.


Love sometimes makes your heart skip a beat, and other times it stops it all together

Love lifts you to your highest highs then throws you down opening your eyes to the cold reality of its true malevolence

When I need light the most it fades away behind the clouds.

Love is simply a tool used by...

They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Would it be wrong to say I disagree?
I feel like there is no way that can be true, at least not now. I walk around with my torn heart in my hands bleeding out to anyone who can hear it's faint beat. And yet I feel no regret, no hate, just emptiness and sorrow. I don't understand why things happened this way, or what will happen in the future. I do know that a part of me is dying, slowly withering a way into a dark oblivion. A part...