good god

for fucks sake or ffs…

I don’t know why I’m such a liar to myself.

miserable few months.

one good day, one good day!

and I just think yay.

depression is gone,

and the truth.  no, no it’s not.

it’s in the bathroom it’ll be back soon.

I just haven’t felt good in a long time and I felt good yesterday.  then the impending doom of my situation weighed back on my shoulders this morning and a day in bed and no eating ensued.

I think I would just like to do something about this,

instead of facing the false hopes of future days.

you’re bi-polar buddy.

-2Oblivion