I want to set some of this to music.

"I see the world in snapshots, a black and white movie on pause beneath a photographic sky, waiting for the print to fade and the ink to run dry. I'm different today, my mind is so full, I hate so much, I hate that I am so lost yet so sure of my footing at the same time. I hate that I have no future, that I don't remember my past, it's as though I don't exist. I hate star crossed lovers and all their twisted truths, they stare into eachothers eyes and promise not to promise a thing, they laugh all the time, they smile all the time, she say's their special but he laughs it off, she knows their different but he wants to believe that we're all the same. We're on different planes here, lover, he called her that that night, I love you I love you I love you, an endless chant she dies to believe, she twists it around her black heart until the skin breaks and she bleeds, she'll believe it if it kills her because she knows it's true. She hates how she wants him, loves him, but she loves it at the same time, loves making him smile, loves making him laugh, loves holding him and loving him because no one else could love him the way she does. Star crossed lovers, you can rot in hell, I don't believe in you anymore. "