Depressed, anxious, psychotic insomniac. Don't judge me by what you see, you don't know my name or my story. Welcome to my story, welcome to my mind.
"How can you get to a place you don't believe in?"
It just isn’t the same anymore.
I’m sick of being depressed and I hate wanting to kill myself and I despise only feeling good when I’m drunk or smoking or cutting myself open I HATE THIS