someone approached me and asked... " are you taken?" i answered... "Yes... i am taken.... taken for granted..."

Who do you run to, to stop the tears, when the only person who can, is the one who caused the hurt

Sometimes the pain's too strong to bare...and life gets so hard you just don't care. You feel so alone you just sit and cry...every second you wish you could die. Then you start thinking who would care...if one day they woke up-and you weren't there.

If somebody hurts you, it's okay to cry a river, just remember to build a bridge and get over it.

Your talent is your art. It is not to be taken for granted.

Now I lay down on this tree and felt a lonely sadness coming over me in waves. Slow tears ran from my eyes and trickled into my ears. I thought, 'I even cry in a humble, common way, with tears flowing into my ears.' But the humble, common tears had relieved me[...]