merriruth99

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love is an broken sorrow through the trees.

omg! i like really think your like beautiful(:

isn't she lovely?           ummmmm, no
isn't she wonderful? no.
isn't she fine? ewww no.
isn't she everyhting a man wants in there life? no not really!
now my version.
isnt she ugly? no.
isnt she horriable? no.
is she sick? noooo.
isnt she not worth yourr time? heck no.
my answers to my version are:
yes
yes
yes
yes!

look at you all happy with joy. when all you do is tear down the lives of others. how can you actually go home and sleep at night when you know you have hurt someone that once was a person. you break and ripe and tear apart others just to get your sympathy and satisfaction. the fact you are standing here telling me to feel sorry for you because you lost your boyfriend is priceless. i come home and feel terriable about myself because of you. you cant ruin someones life and except them to feel sorry for you hurts. soo a day one day one life somewhere else when  i can trust you then welll know until then goodbye.

I look in the mirror and all i see is a girl. a girl that cant be me? do i really look so awful like this? feeling the pain my friend usally did. why do i look at the scars and cry? because they remind me of the bad times. why cant i even bare to look at my own self? because why i should when no one else cant. why do i stay alive just to feel the pain everyday? because my mom said stay strong baby. why cant i just let go of the fact that every tear i shed will come right back. i cant choose the life of a sinner anymore. the pain comes back and i feel once no more. will i ever give up the life i come so far to live? maybe so well never know. will there ever be another day in a life that i can look you in the face and say this isnt just a story its my pain and embrace. ):