“just checking up on you” means a lot fr
What's the point of being alive if you are just surviving and can't even change your life?
being happy scares me, because i know a big wave of depression is gonna hit me, then i’ll push everyone away and isolate myself again. why does it always come back?
why can't everyone just let me completely give up already? you know i don't want to be here so let me go. let me be free of this constant aching feeling of emptiness and loneliness. let me finally be free. please.