I am at that stage of depression where you’re so depressed that anything you say makes you want to smack yourself for daring to talk about your meaningless feelings because you don’t have the right to complain.
Like right now I want to ctrl+a and delete…
Do not seek me out tonight. I am not good company. This is no one’s fault, although a fight with Cameron and I set it off - being bipolar for me means that even the smallest depression spirals and spirals and spirals.
flippinelfqueen said:
I want to get you a happy thing. To puts a smilez on yo faces.
<3
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