To be forgotten by the one to whom you never forget is the worst thing ever happens.

No one may hurt you; it’s only you who allow others to do so.

When you let people know how much you love them, infact (UN-INTENTIONALLY) you make them aware too that how much they may hurt you.

Stain my eyes as I may, on all sides all is black.

A void in my chest was beginning to fill with anger. Quiet, defeated anger that guaranteed me the right to my hurt, that believed no one could possibly understand that hurt.

Everything hurts until you become good at hurting everything around too.