I fucking hate it when you’re in such a fantastically giddy mood and then you see one simple little thing that makes you think, “oh” and then you just get this empty feeling in your chest and you get nauseous and the world just crumbles and you want to just lay under a blanket and close your eyes and fall asleep and never wake up.
I could care less about likes & reblogs.
I was stating that I was finished & why.
It’s extremely frustrating to be depressed, have no one care & pretend that you’re not depressed to have no one care still on a day to day basis.
I’m finished for the day.
Sorry I get on others nerves.
I’ll delete my text posts for you all.