Stone eyes, in a stone body, with a stone heart, beating stone blood, through stone veins, under stone skin, forming a stone self, saying stone words, though stone lips, with a stone tongue, in a stone mouth, from a stone face, to the stone people, spitting stones, scowling stone eyes, at their stone words, filling their stone world, full of stones. Stones.
Stones.
Stones.
Stones.
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To Be Depressed
Non-Fiction"If you think about being happy, you'll be happy." "Don't be so pessimistic!" "Everyone else can get through it, why can't you?" "Attention seeker!" You trying feeling like this then, if it's so easy... This is just my views on depression, a "taboo"...
