April 2011
41 posts
My friends don’t understand it’s hurting me inside.
Indifference
My face is beaming, my heart not feeling.
Tears are drying, my soul is crying.
A smile so faint, the pain restraint.
The fall to the ground, makes no sound.
Life or death? Difference not.
For we all shall be forgot.
To the girl I talk to that has depression, I love you and you are my favorite person.
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In this past month, people have just kept coming at me to complain or to get advice about the same things. Literally, in the past month alone I’ve dealt with more than a handful of people and had to bullshit my way through these conversations about the same issues. They’re the exact same issues I…
