The worst part about depression that’s on again off again is that you can never tell if you’re making progress and actually feel better or if you just had a couple of good days and the second something goes wrong you’ll be right back where you started.
fucking dying forever
"But I saw you last week and you seemed fine, I thought you were over all ‘this’"
You’re only important to them, as long they didn’t find someone better.
When I am alone, I .. see you in the dark I .. talk to the empty like you were with me <3