Hmm.
I'm been having so many random moments of depression recently. I think it's something I do to myself, everyone's self-destructive. I think that I have a glorified view of the state of depression, and so I make myself depressed. I guess I have reasons, but no more than anyone else, probably the same reasons as everyone else (lonely, misunderstood, etcetera).I don't know...maybe it's because I don't rely on others enough. Depression and discontent are much more abundant around the world than happiness and contentment. My new mission is to try to make people feel better. If I can make other people feel better, that will give me a reason to feel better myself. My friend gave me this idea by example, once again I got something from somewhere else. I'm a copy of a copy of a copy. All I can be is honest I guess. "Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring two-pence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it. " - C. S. Lewis.
Meow.
Bring me your problems, your burdens, I will carry them for you, it's the only way I'll be able to carry on.