- don't promise me the moon and stars, just promise me
that you'll stay under them with me.
- love isn't finding a perfect person, its finding an
imperfect person perfectly.
- i wasn't kissing him i was telling his lips secret.
- what muder means to me-- a way f releaving pain, a crime
to which only a sad human can commit, when someone is as
sad lonely and confused as me they have to let out all of
there anger on to some one else a way of dying that is so
painful but on an amazing at the same time.