She paints a pretty picture
But this story has a twist
Her paintbrush is her razor
And her canvas is her wrist

She paints a pretty picture
In a color thats blood red
While using her sharp paintbrush
She ends up finally dead

Her pretty pictures fading
Quite slowly on her arm
The blood is not racing through her
She can no longer do harm

She painted a pretty picture
But this picture has a twist
আপনি see her mind was her razor
And her হৃদয় was her wrist


This pain I have is deep in my soul.... No one can console. I am sorry but I don't need your help anymore, I need to find a way to let my dark spirit soar.

প্রণয় : it hurts like hell and no one will care about it if its not about them. প্রণয় sucks.Love sometimes turns out good but not the one im in. He will never see this and never hear about this.


প্রণয় sucks guys.Don't fall for it. My হৃদয় was screaming for him for a long time and now it hurts for him. It hurts for him only.

Sometimes I want to be a Vampire. They cant feel pain. Maybe if I had A Vampire friend they would take away my soul so i won't have to suffer pain ever again. Suffer pain for him.

Maybe if he ever sees this this is what i have to say : I প্রণয় আপনি and I still do. I প্রণয় আপনি with all of my heart. All of my soul. I don't care if আপনি don't প্রণয় me back. I will still প্রণয় you.Goodbyes won't be enough.highschool will tear us apart. we won't ever see eachother after it so i will forever hold onto the memorys from highschool.

Whats the use of a heart
when your হৃদয় gets broken
what is the use of breath
if আপনি make me breathless
what is the use for a soul
if your soul gets stolen
What is the use of speech
if আপনি never speak to me
what is the point of feelings
if someone dislikes আপনি for them
what is the point of আপনি and me
if আপনি knew it will never work out
and i thought it
so here i lay crying on the floor
" I প্রণয় you.. And i still do"
আপনি go froget my feelings for you