there it was, my depression infront of me.. Whipping my chest over and over.. But then i said to my depression.. STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT WHIPS AND CHAINS EXITE ME ♪
There are enough people on here who at least claim that they are... I am talking to at least 18 people who at the very least claim to be depressed, to have PTSD, ext
EVER WANNA CHANGE OF MOODS FOLLOW ME, I don't think I've ever been depressed in my YEARS OF EXISTENCE, I'm just young and tender like a piece of meat