Amaranthus = Love Lies Bleeding ♥

Its not my way to get tangled in other peoples problems, but if their one of my friends- thats the exception.
I hope that if my life wasn't going as planned, people would help me too.
I wish i could save everyone, but you can't unless you try, so thats what i am doing- trying.
And as usual, my life isnt going to plan, and guess what? No one is trying to help me or save me... Lucky me.

In fairie-tales, the prince rescues the princess, and the villan is cast away...
Who saves the villan?
Why is the villan so bad?
Its not a happy ending for everyone...
Too bad I AM THE VILLAN

I'm the stupid girl who loves monsters and doesn't realise she is one...
Aparently I am not a monster- But i still bite!

Everytime a part of me dies, no one understands how important it was too me, and dont want me to be complete again.
But i want to be complete... I want to be me.
They think only parts of me are this, parts of me are that. This part they think is emo, and want it to stay dead, but if i am so simple, so easy, why am i what they dont want, why did i only loose my writing talent. My only way of getting rid of the emotions is to put them on a page and hide it forever, with out that talent i have all the emotions, pain, feelings... and no way to get rid of them...