I like you angry better than weepy.

Some nights, we were a city of two.

He was every angel and every devil.

true apothecary thy drugs art quick

Do you want this to be a love story?

I grieve nothing. I take everything.

Something inside of me began to tear.

Everybody's damaged by something.

apart from being suicidal I'm fine

I glory in the emotionally commonplace

What was once my FUTURE is now my PAST

It kills me sometimes, how people die.

My room is so quiet and empty it hurts.

There's no crying in the rank book.

Wish for the best, prepare for the worst