and it comes creeping back. that sly liar, uncouth cad-- depression.
i can't escape him, it seems. he is around every corner.
fuck that piece of shit.
i am so sick of this. i feel like i am right back where i started. i am so freaked out, so paraniod, so on edge, everything makes me want to cry.
i just wish i had my confidant back.
i miss him
i can't escape him, it seems. he is around every corner.
fuck that piece of shit.
i am so sick of this. i feel like i am right back where i started. i am so freaked out, so paraniod, so on edge, everything makes me want to cry.
i just wish i had my confidant back.
i miss him