I must be made of nothing to feel so much nothing.
Iโll walk forever with stories inside me that the people I love the most can never hear.
The thing about happiness, though, is that it never lasts.
I feel something, I do it. I want something, I take it.
I would rather die with the taste of you on my tongue than live and never touch you again.
Everyone's a little crazy. Some people just hide it better than others.