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