Oh Wow It's really back isn't it. I might as well, right? I mean- it's second birthday is near, just this summer.
In that case, advanced happy birthday, depression. Oh Right No one cares.
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Aa listen to rolling girl by the way. It's the best song to cry to.))
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Because it's a hard, solid no. I won't. Sure, maybe I will But What's the use of being happy if you know people will just break you again? I didn't even want to try being happy when I was. I wanted to be sad. To be depressed. Because I knew me being happy would distract me from all the cruelty of the world to me and to others. Because I knew it held me back from helping people. Because I knew the higher my spirits are, the lower people would bring my feelings to. But- even right now.. Isn't this what I wanted? To have those thoughts again? Then why am I just wishing they'd go away? Even when I want them to stay? The voices. They keep coming. It won't end.
Thank you, you three special people for bringing it back. I know you hate me. So If I ever kill myself, this is for you.
So for now, I dedicate all my cuts to you.
Ex-friend, to you. The last I've felt feelings to, for you. And the liar, to you.
