maybe an "I miss you" was allI I ever needed
maybe I wanted someone to care

...I'm trying to get over you.
You think telling you that I miss you is going to help? You think that someone don't care you?
Isn't it obvious enough that I already miss you? Isn't it obvious enough that I already care for you?

Everyday...every hour.

Every god-damn second....

Even when I'm asleep.
I find you agian.

To end up love someone knowing you will never be loved in return and still you got to live with that person as best friend.

Someone to care for you?
Pfft. It's all I ever seem to do.
I care for you. Him. Her. It
Whatever.

I help you. Him. Her. It
Whatever.

Why won't someone help me with this? Why won't someone care for me?
Why won't someone just even ask me how I am?

pfft. You think no one cares for you.
I have no one.
Even someone I though was a friend. Is nothing but a two faced bitch.
Him? He's nothing but a cold logial person.
Her? She just asks to be nice.
The rest?
I smile...can't they see through my smile?
I don't want things to carry on like this.
Sure. Let's play cards.
ahhh....Let's laugh when he picks up that card.
Behind my smiles they just don’t know how much I’m in pain and almost broken...
Between the shuffles. The looks I give. The thoughts I think about.
I don’t want to admit it, it's much easier to lie.
Hide the hurt and emptiness, to smile instead of cry.

I want things that won't happen so why think about it if its not going to happen?

You can only hope. And pray.
You know? I want things that I will never happen.
I still think about them.
The worst feeling is knowing that you aren’t needed.
That you are alone in this world, and that you no long have a reason to live.

You, who never understood my feelings because of that, I hope I don't ended up despising you

By all means, be happy with him
So I can move on
Please erase me out of your heart
For your happiness
I'll just wish for it...however lonely it'll make me
Or how hard it'll be.

I don't know anymore.
I don't really don't know.
All I know is that I'm hurting so much inside that it's eating me, and one day, there won't be any more of me left. Everything that ever cause a tear to trickle down my cheeks, I run away and hide from it.
I've never stopped running.
Avoiding questions that I don't want to answer.
Prolonging things that should of been said long time ago.
But now, everything is unwinding and finding its way back towards me. And I don't know what to do. I've just got to face the fact that while good things never last…
And that some don’t even start…
I just know that the pain I felt so long ago, it's hurting ten times more.



I really do give up.
My escape plan's done.
It'll take place in April.

April...It takes a lifetime to live, but it only takes a second to die.

I guess...when I was born, I was crying, and everyone around me was smiling.
When I die, I'm going to be smiling, and everyone around me is going to crying…

Suicide does not mean there was no killer