cronic depression
i dont even fucking no what to do anymore.
fuck it. i dont even know what to say.
because no matter what i say no one would ever understand it.
so why bother talking?
why does it feel like i'm on pause and everything esle in the world is on fast forward?
it's going to be a loney winter.
fuck it. i dont even know what to say.
because no matter what i say no one would ever understand it.
so why bother talking?
why does it feel like i'm on pause and everything esle in the world is on fast forward?
it's going to be a loney winter.