Sometimes when I say: I'm okay. I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight, and say: I know you're not.

I’m sorry I was not good enough. But i tried to be.

The heart was made to be broken.

I hope we meet again.

I need something more to hold then just a phone.

Im loyal, but it always seems like Im loyal to the wrong people.

Smile and no one will see how broken you are inside.