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Frankie Perino and I were lucky that day. Lucky to be alive-that's what everyone said.

How can they love me ,if I can't even love myself?

Life is war, war is game so life is game. Either lose or win. Know it earlier

It is a sad state of affairs that I donot know of any astronomer who fully understands the energy in their own daily environment. Untilthat changes, Dark Energy will always be a mystery to the astronomical community.

What if you weren't the person I hoped you were?That, more than anything, would have hurt the most.

She wanted to get some personal profit out of things, and she rejected as useless all that did not contribute to the immediate desires of her heart, being of a temperament more sentimental than artistic, looking for emotions, not landscapes.

I do not view suicide as wicked, just terribly sad. There is only one death, but it is like a stone cast into a pond - the ripples stretch far. Such an act must leave a burden of sorrow, guilt, shame and confusion on an entire family. A natural death, such as my father suffered, is hard enough to deal with. A decision to end one's life must be still more devastating for those left behind. I cannot imagine the degree of hopelessness someone must feel to contemplate such an act.

And it was sad music fit to make you cut your throat.

How much can you really trust the promise of a suicidal farther?

The way I see it, he's all we have left ofher.

I hate forcing myself to go to bed to avoid committing suicide.

I am living in hell from one day to the next. But there is nothing I can do to escape. I don't know where I would go if I did. I feel utterly powerless, and that feeling is my prision. I entered of my own free will, I locked the door, and I threw away the key.

My room is so quiet and empty it hurts.

I don't have to kill myself, living my life is just the same.

How wil we ever get out of this labyrinth of suffering?

It could be yesterdaywhen I was less in loveI thinkFor I didn__ see you in the mirrorbehind mewhile getting dressed.The way your hands couldn__ stay awayand our bodies always found their ways back to each otheras if they were meant to be togetherClose.But then it was today and I saw you againin the mirrorbehind me while getting dressedSo I go to sleep tonightalonewithout actually falling asleep because I__ scared of the moment I will wake upand realise it was just a dreamYou__e actually gone.Now all I can do is get through to another tomorrowhoping that I will be less in loveagainLike yesterdayBut not today.I was never really well with things at all.

Leave a person alone who had a unpleasant past if you cant make his future a pleasant, you would do worse

It's painful when the phantom of the past keeps on lingering you even you wanted to move on.