"not the jealous type"

Stay away just a little bit closer.

It's so hard for you to see the beauty in his face.

My canines have been dulled.

She did so much for me.

Keep it cool, man.

It's getting harder to deal with the suffering I see every day.

I should go for a drive.

I think the worst part of my last breakup was the realization I couldn't trust her with my heart. I loved her, and she was wonderful to me, but I wouldn't dare betray my intuition.

I've tried my best to communicate to people how I feel in the ways I know, it's a bummer that it usually doesn't work.

I just try to count my blessings and move on. I want to give the world more than it gave me. I've seen the beauty on the other side, it's wonderful.

I've been having flashbacks for the past 2 hours. The pain is unbearable. I don't want to deal with this anymore. Nobody cares. I think the worst part is that I'd never dare kill myself, I'd rather be a burden over dead.

Nobody can care about me for too long, I won't let them.

I am called a dog because I fawn on those who give me anything, I yelp at those who refuse, and I set my teeth in rascals.