If you truly knew the pain I'm going through, the pain I kept silent for so many years, then you would not ask me "how's it going?" But just sit next to me, waiting for me to say a word, but I won't know that... all I'll think about is the possibility that you'll leave me broken, just like the rest...
So, before it is to late...
please...
save me before it is to late...
before I start thinking for myself...
YOU ARE READING
Random (Depressed) quotes and what not
LosoweWhat ever comes to mind, usually not my own :P (Trigger warning)