The future is for dummies
This fucking cellphones.
We used to complain on how hard it was to talk with your friends.
"I would like to talk to you all day" they said.
Now, they have the opportunity to do it, and instead of that, you just "think" that I'm ok.
And all I have left is: being sad as fuck, not a single friend talk to me, not even a fucking emoji. I just need to know that you don't just think that with my everyday pills I'm a new person, that I won't ever feel sad again. You know me for years, you know I hate to bother you with my stupid sadness, stop pretending that I won't be bad again. I'm a mess and I'll always be. Now, I have to pretend that I was happy all the time because no one asked for me. Because when they finally ask "how you've been?" it's too embarrasing to say "not so good, but you never knew".