I was your cure and you were my disease. I was saving you; and you were killing me.

There is just some days when it all seems to be wrong and nothing feels right. 🙁

The only thing more shocking than the truth are the lies people tell to cover it up.

Whenever you are stressed,eat chocolates,sweets etc, because when stressed is spelled backwards it becomes “DESSERTS”.

Sad feeling is mute reminder of what is really important in our life.

Dying seems less sad than having lived too little.

The silence isn’t so bad, till I look at my hands and feel sad. Because the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly.

Beginnings are scary. Endings are usually sad, but it’s the middle that counts the most.