What can I say? I like to tell people my whole life. Wait, actually I only tell one person. That is because she is just as messed up as me (maybe a little more). We both have the desire of taking our own life. You know if my parents read this they would probably freak out. "those are not friends. You shouldn't be hanging out with people like that. Are you using drugs? Should we be worried?" No, no you shouldn't. I like to think that I can talk and hang out with anyone as long as I know what's good for me. I'm not going to let anyone peer pressure me into doing something bad. And in the end I only talk to these people, I don't consider them friends. I haven't considered anyone a friend in a while.
I had a sudden thought... it went away. Just like I want my life to go. Doesn't that sound depressing? Well, that's kind of how i feel everyday. Today I felt extremely sad. I wanted to just lock myself away and cry. And I don't want to talk to anyone because everyone believes depression is just being sad. But being sad is a temporary feeling that is provoked by anything. Depression on the other hand is awoken by a devastating change and follows you around for a while. Peace out.
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An Introduction
Short Story"today is Sunday and I have decided to start journaling painful events that happen..." These are the journal entries to Kelsey, a girl who worries to much about others even though they don't give a shit about her. 'Just drink it down with vodka is h...
