hopeless optimist.

too often, the only escape is sleep.

is this love or heart palpitations?

one day we are all bound to take our last journey. when i take mine, i hope you see me off with a smile. true love does not always mean begging someone to stay...

why is it that when you wipe up dust its called dusting but when you wipe up a spill its not called spilling? just something to think about.

sanity is overrated.

those who do not fear the sword they wield have no right to wield a sword at all.

we can’t change what fate has in store for us, but we don’t have to face it alone.

i've heard since i was younger that oil and water don't mix ／ they're polar opposites, with a molecular rift you can't fix.

swear to god i'll make up everything and more when I get back someday.

i deserved a better goodbye.

thank you for being you. thank you for staying true to what you think is right, no matter who you meet or whatever happens to you. no present no matter how grand or extravagant could ever make me happier.

i’m an apple for a day and i need a doctor right away…

she's gonna forever say, 'i got this,' even with tears in her eyes.

please, say you need me. i'm drowning, and those words could be my air.

forgetting the sweet taste of honey.

reality can really bum you out...

i'm the only one allowed to kick your ass, y'hear? if anyone else tries to fuck with you, you let me know and i'll show em what for!

cruelty is not bitter. bitter things make you stop, and spit, and wonder, 'how does something taste so awful?'

evil is sweet. it erodes your teeth and rots your guts, and makes you sick to your stomach. but you eat it anyway.

cruelty is not bitter. bitter things make you stop, and spit, and wonder, 'how does something taste so awful?'

evil is sweet. it erodes your teeth and rots your guts, and makes you sick to your stomach. but you eat it anyway.

you can't take any gold or rings further than the grave ／ nothing we make can we bring, but still the bait hanging from the string is calling my name ／ and like the wind it slips again, out of my fingers.

swear to god i'll make up everything and more when I get back someday.

cruelty is not bitter. bitter things make you stop, and spit, and wonder, 'how does something taste so awful?'

evil is sweet. it erodes your teeth and rots your guts, and makes you sick to your stomach. but you eat it anyway.

if happiness had a form, what would it look like? it might be something like glass, because one doesn’t notice it normally. however, it is actually there … it will state it’s presence and existence more eloquently than any other thing in this world.

is that how it works? the devil needs to be tempted to do evil?

peace cannot be achieved; they have to be plucked out of their pod.

behind every strong person is a story that gave them no choice.

she's gonna forever say, 'i got this,' even with tears in her eyes.

i'm the only one allowed to kick your ass, y'hear? if anyone else tries to fuck with you, you let me know and i'll show em what for!

you're as beautiful as the day i lost you.

i can't go to hell. i'm all out of vacation days.