love and hate

love is just a word empty in its meaning. i have heard this word many times and then i am left . left to be alone in my most innocent times. I had a boyfriend once and his mother beat him .

one day he decided he couldnt take it any more. so he shot himself after that i was fucked up i never got counseling for that but now i have to take depression pills. that was 300 years ago i was 13 he was 15 he alwasy told me he loved me. then decided he just didnt want to live with that tourcher with me what do you think did he love or did he hate me

By queen of the damned

the new and the old vamps in love