My mother once asked me if depression felt like ‘overwhelming sadness that you want to go away’.
At the time I thought she describe it reasonably well.
But on it’s return, oh on it’s return;
I could feel it coming like a train wreck. Then I realised it could not be described in just a 13 syllabled declarative.
See there are no emotions attached with what you feel.
None at all.
They are drawn out of you daily.
Drawn out suddenly by a heavy pitt of darkness that draws down apon you and takes your emotions with it.
It pulls them from your heart and out through your toes, and again you are left with a familiar sense of cold nothingness that fogs your brain like a cloud.
-Depression needs a better description than sadness- lozzat (via lozzat)
*subtle hints of self hatred in everything i say*
"Family gatherings" aka "90% of the people here are racist"
"and claim to be none of these things"
"they’re just joking"
"you’re just going through a phase"
"you’ll get used to it"
"so do you have a boyfriend yet?"
babe get ready for a night on the town, i just found an old Subway gift card and there’s still $9.45 left on it
Need condoms? Right there in the fucking aisle in a supermarket or CVS.
Need female birth control? Nah bruh, need a prescription and the consent of the lord Jesus Christ amen
We looked at each other a little too long to be ‘just friends’.
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(Source: sh-ocking, via queer-drops-on-my-guitar)