The universe is a big place. If I was lost up there, how would you ever find me

My priest tells me i should not date a mormon but im just too in love with you that i'm willing to take risks

Starving for a high, a place to hang out inside my own head. Starving for touch. Pain, even. A way to feel. I need to feel.

But I so want to walk that razor's edge, Take feeling to a whole new level.

I don't need more pain in my life. Why did I invite it in? Do I have to feel pain to believe I feel anything at all?

Because to tell you the truth, most of the time dying seems pretty much like my only means of escape

This is unstoppable, no holds barred. This is beautiful. Crazy. A beginning. Betrayal. Addictive. Aggressive. Alive. This is something to be afraid of.