826. I am done. I've wasted enough tears, for people, who don't even care...

827. I am never happy. Some days I'm just a little less sad, than the others...

828. Maybe broken things, like me, are better off alone...

829. Can you hear the silence?
        Can you see the dark?
        Can you fix the broken?
        Can you feel my heart?

830. I said, I was fine, but I never said, it didn't hurt...