Okay so I'm depressed, but anxiety has a stronger hold on me, so like, I will be coming home from school and I'll have homework to do but I will spend the night watching movies and avoiding my dad as best I can. But then at like ten, I will look and my homework and procrastinate as long as possible but then my anxiety will be like "bro the fUCK ARE YOU DOUNG DO UR GODDAMN HOMEWORK" and my depression will say "naaaahhhh, it's not gonna fucking matter anyway, I mean what are we even gonna do in life? We have no chance of occomplishing anything because we are a piece of shit" and that is how the night will continue until one because I'm such trash.
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Depressing shit about life
Non-FictionIdk I needed to rant on some stuff and no one reads the shit I write any way so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
