Every moments pass as I keep getting worse and worse each day
You're not there to help
You're not there to comfort
Where were you when I needed you? Were you busy with your friends? Am I not worth your time? Was I too difficult? Was I too boring?
YOU ARE READING
~ depression vents, quotes and slight art ~
SachbücherThis is just a book where I can escape reality and cry my feelings out. If you don't seem amused by this, you may go. People are allowed to also vent with me in here, so I won't mind the load of comments I might or might not receive.
