Do you guysthink I'm happy with myself at all? You know how many fucking times I've run the worst case scenarios in my head when my friends stop responding!? I've always tried to be the good guy. The shoulder to cry on. The one who puts a smile on your face when you are about to break down. You know how much pressure that puts on me? I'm failing my classes, my social life is fucked, and I know how it feels to cry myself to sleep. I just want to be remembered as the one who always made people see the brighter side of things, while I myself slowly slip into the deep pits of depression. I have to take pills every night....This shit isn't supposed to form in the mind of someone my age. No one knows what it's like to wear a mask that you are trapped inside... this side of me is supposed to be unknown. I need some time.... No updates for a bit....I'm sorry. I Love you all, Peace out.
