“Don't give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding, do you even care if I die bleeding?”

“This is my last resort suffocation no breathing don't give a f**k if I cut my arm bleeding this is my last resort...”

“Of course I don't care if you're bleeding! I'm fucking autistic!”

“Are you out of your fucking mind? I just got back and I can barely stand on my own. What do you want me to do? Bleed on them? (Fang)”

“I want to burn with excitement or anger and bleed, bleed out my words. I want to get all fucked up and write raw and ugly about all these things I see and am and could be.”

“I've been looking in the mirror for so long.That I've come to believe my souls on the other side.Oh the little pieces falling, shatter.Shards of me,To sharp to put back together.To small to matter,But big enough to cut me into so many little pieces.If I try to touch her,And I bleed,I bleed,And I breathe,I breathe no more. Take a breath and I try to draw from my spirits well.Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.Lie to me,Convince me that I've been sick forever.And all of this,Will make sense when I get better.I know the difference,Between myself and my reflection.I just can't help but to wonder,Which of us do you love.So I bleed,I bleed,And I breathe,I breathe now...Bleed,I bleed,And I breathe,I breathe,I breathe-I breathe no more.”