I cried for a second, then i got over it.
Spent time looking thru my old posts. Damn, I was such a bipolar bitch. Like damn. Positive posts then negative posts. Crying posts, suicidal posts, happy posts, sex posts. Lmao damn. No wonder he kept leaving me. Funny shit.
Reading those posts when i was with you, It didn’t really hurt me anymore that i see your name. It was like a sudden mini heart attack then realize it was just nothing important so i got over it a second later.
I know i will find my man someday. He better not fasho leave me, cause ima kill his ass. JK. I’m growing old with cats. JK, i don’t like cats, maybe like dogs or pigs or something. fml.
I can feel it coming back.
This god damn thing that i’ve been trying to avoid for a long time is finally now coming back. Fuck this depression. I was perfectly great without it, I was feeling great. What the fuck is this? I very much hate it.
It’s probably because my birthday’s coming up. I don’t know why but whenever my birthday is coming up, i feel my depression coming back or i feel super fucking depressed. Maybe because i expect too much for my birthday, even though my expectations are even high. I just imagine/plan things in my head that everything will go perfect. But ofcourse it always doesn’t.
Or i just feel like this for no fucking reason. I just start to hate everything and everyone.
For all of those people that say they have depression, fuck you. It’s not something you fucking talk about to your friends. It’s not something you brag about. No, you don’t have depression. You’re just fucking retarded and annoying. It isn’t something you should be proud of to have. Fucking dick cleaner.
Damn y’all about to die
(via ayeenataliee)
