Take my hand you ugly girl
Who does depression hurt? Everyone. Where does depression hurt? Everywhere. There it is, that weight that pushes down on me and rips ino my guts and soothes me. I can't help but notice what is happening here and I can't help but feel..empty, and I think that's what hurts me the most. I was never surprised by any of this. And I wish I had been. But noone is to blame we are all only looking for someone to pour our drinks and praise our skin and I can unfortunatley understand why. But that doesn't mean I don't care. Like they say "i'll fight like hell to hide that i''m giving up." We are all here now and we all only get one chance. Mutilated lips give a kiss on the wrist of the worm like tips of tentacles expanding in my mind. I'm fine excepting only fresh prime. You can get another drop of this.