-Amy lee
Note: I'm not sure if I used that quote or not.


There's too much pain in the world. It makes me sad. I hurt when I don't want to, and I cry when nobody's looking. When I'm with other people, I just yell. That's my new sorrow. I don't want to cry anymore, so I yell and hate everything. I hate people that shrug it off and act like it's not a big deal, when it is to those who are hurt. It hurts more than you can imagine. You can't act like it's never happened. People act the way they do because they're not ready to face life. What's fashion and being cool going to do for you in the future? Simple. Nothing. Sarcasm really makes me mad too. It proves that you don't respect nor care for the person you're using it on.
It hurts. I can't talk to anybody without hearing at least one insult just because they think it's funny. That's the problem with the earth. You're satisfied by another's pain because it makes you appear higher than everybody else. I hate that feeling, because that only causes temporary happiness, and soon you want more. It's either one way or the other. Choose to need, to want more form another's pain, or don't, and endure natural not artificial happiness from life.
Where does it hurt? It hurts right here:
