Threw out the days of my life there was million pieces of my heart out there
in the world & along those days of my life I've found some pieces but I've finally
found that million piece & its the piece of love & william clary has that piece....
I hope he uses it wisely & doesn't lose it......because I love him & I really hope
Has she watched the red devily liquid drip from her bloody wrist
Her eyes got big
She got all exicted
Then she felt the rush
Among The Love
The Lonest Girl
No one cared in the world
She spent her depressing days at home.
Most lively place, Thy be graveyard.
Him His Self
His love is like a razor.
It cuts me deep.
His hugs heal.
His kisses strenghten my skin.
Just Because Of Him
If it wasn't for him
I would still think those dreadful thoughts
Do those dreadful things
there would still be these remarks on this bloody wrist