when in doubt

telling me to “be happy” or “get better” is not going to “cure depression .”

sorry, its not like a second degree burn or a slip up with a knife….you can’t patch that shit.

early morning thoughts.

it sucks to think about your past, 

and what your present could be

or what your future could have been,

and all of the things you had planned….

it sucks to think about how yourself and others change,

and how sometimes you wish they didn’t

but you know you can’t stop it.

and it really sucks to know you can’t help someone

if they never truly desired it.

its honestly true - when you make wishes, you can’t share them.
or they will not be fulfilled.
keep that shit on lock.