Life in Blackout Shades

Depression

Hi! I've been out of practice for a while, never really was good to begin with, but here we go. See ya on the other side, bye bye.

i woke up like most days, to an alarm too close for comfort, grumpy, and hating the inevitable events to proceed later that day. now, this mag be gross, or maybe it's just a side effect, but i don't take care of myself, i mostly just get up, get dressed, and get out of my house. anyway,
i do the routine, and venture out into the cold.
i have friends, but they work like medicine, and sometimes i go off my prescriptions. they come and go as they please, fulfill their duty to give me my signature "life is all shits and giggles" smiles and laughs. i go from class to class, do my work in some, not so much in others, my demons torment about it, then it hits me for real, my mom gets mad, i beat myself up, and then the world beats me up, no one asks why, because no one cares. do i believe that?

maybe...you tell me
Swear not all my writing will be completely depressing, i'll do my best to write some fluff&smuts soon, just need to think about it, but soon, i promise. stay gay and wacky, byeeee 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈