I tore off your wings...then I laughed
It kind of funny...how my life changes but yet, I stay the same. Never moving on but never going back. I feel like a rock. everything else moves and changes but yet the rock is unmovable and can not be changed. But the sad part about this is...I dont think I care. I kind of like being depressed. I mean...depression has made me realize how everything REALLY is. Cause when im depressed im me. No walls, no shells, no places to hide. Its just me. And me being just me makes me realize how fake people really are.
