~||XxX Life is nothing but ordinary. We cry to know were alive. We live to die. And yearn for more. Yet, there is nothing there. But, whats there to live for when all the tears are shed? All the emotions have been bled away. When we know were going to die. Why suffer this... Heartache? If everyone is so 'diffrent' from one another then why are we here? Why are we living this riddle some like to call Life. What makes us move one the way we do? These days. Even at the sanest. Are still mad. Our promises are just lies. Crying the tears that arent there. Wiping the blood pouring from under the sleeves. The beauity that was once there. Is now overflown with tears. My darling, there is no beauity in bleeding mascara. XxX||~

~||XxX Life is nothing but ordinary. We cry to know were alive. We live to die. And yearn for more. Yet, there is nothing there. But, whats there to live for when all the tears are shed? All the emotions have been bled away. When we know were going to die. Why suffer this... Heartache? If everyone is so 'diffrent' from one another then why are we here? Why are we living this riddle some like to call Life. What makes us move one the way we do? These days. Even at the sanest. Are still mad. Our promises are just lies. Crying the tears that arent there. Wiping the blood pouring from under the sleeves. The beauity that was once there. Is now overflown with tears. My darling, there is no beauity in bleeding mascara. XxX||~