You don't have to read what I write. I'm just another broken dream. I have manic depression (horribly), but most of my days I'm just waiting to die or get killed. There's no real point to me I'm just here if you need me, if not just kick me to the curb. My depression is slowly becoming worse, but I'll still be here. Have fun using me (that's what I'm here for) And I'm just a bitch.