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There are many things I'd like to take back or at least apologize for, but my heart and mind are empty, and, well, I guess I've always had a tendency to fuck things up for everyone. Including myself, but moreso other people. Other people that I care about, which makes my apathy that much more draining.
I'm stuck in the grasp of depression, and I just can't seem to make myself over. I can't quite pull myself out of this hole, and I feel helpless... I've lost all control of my disposition, and the worst thing is, I'm not quite sure I care.
I've dealt with this for so long, I'm afraid that I've begun to find some sort of solace in my sadness. And you know what they say, there's comfort in consistancy.
I just wish that I could get myself to hang onto a more positive consistancy, something that won't leave me feeling so dead.
I'm stuck in the grasp of depression, and I just can't seem to make myself over. I can't quite pull myself out of this hole, and I feel helpless... I've lost all control of my disposition, and the worst thing is, I'm not quite sure I care.
I've dealt with this for so long, I'm afraid that I've begun to find some sort of solace in my sadness. And you know what they say, there's comfort in consistancy.
I just wish that I could get myself to hang onto a more positive consistancy, something that won't leave me feeling so dead.