I guess my good old pal thats known me for 10 years hit the nail on the head. And i thought i was hiding it so well. ?depressed?Well no shit. You really fuckin think so? amd why wouldnt i be? At least i tried to not let it effect others. I mean what little others are leftYeah, so i told the last nsa dude to find another hoeThat i wasnt gonna screw no more, and he needed tp find another. and i ment it. so what hes known me a long time now. And well, i dont really have any one else come and check on me. I dont really leaveUnless of course i get super trashed. Which is how i guess the long term friend knew i was depressed.Idk I havent said anything to that effect I mean, i am fine. Some days i even manage to stay awake all day. RIght? And i am not boohing about my problems I dont call anyone. I dont answear my door to talk to anyone for christs sake. Not like tahts a problem. Only 2 times in the last month has someone knocked that i havent answeared. So for real. So how the fuck does anyone figure im depressed? Especially someone i have only talked to maybe 4 or 5 times in the last two months? i mean, im fine. Their aint nothing anyone can do to help me anyways. Really i mean it. What the heck can anyone do for me? Give me a job that i can handle? Stop my dreams/nightmares? Make me unafraid of every little thing? Put groccreies in my house? Give me the motivation to get off my lazy ass and clean? Make me a better parent? Give me the magic fairy dust thats needed to help me fit right in with society? Put somebody in my home that i know i can trust? That will tell me the truth about anything? Put someone in my home that wants to be their, with me? Maybe someone can improve my looks so i will be wanted. Maybe someone will put someone here that gives a fuck for real about me? How about maybe someone can can help me care if i wake up everyday? Or i know. Telling somebody about !y depression will magically make life something to.look forward too. Fuckin sun comes up everday for what? Its so blah. and pointless. And it drags on amd on. The days. Always the same. Never any fucking REASON for them.PointlessIm tored of em.

I guess my good old pal thats known me for 10 years hit the nail on the head. And i thought i was hiding it so well. ?depressed?Well no shit. You really fuckin think so? amd why wouldnt i be?At least i tried to not let it effect others. I mean what little others are leftYeah, so i told the last nsa dude to find another hoeThat i wasnt gonna screw no more, and he needed tp find another. and i ment it. so what hes known me a long time now. And well, i dont really have any one else come and check on me. I dont really leaveUnless of course i get super trashed. Which is how i guess the long term friend knew i was depressed.Idk I havent said anything to that effect I mean, i am fine. Some days i even manage to stay awake all day. RIght? And i am not boohing about my problems I dont call anyone. I dont answear my door to talk to anyone for christs sake. Not like tahts a problem. Only 2 times in the last month has someone knocked that i havent answeared. So for real. So how the fuck does anyone figure im depressed? Especially someone i have only talked to maybe 4 or 5 times in the last two months? i mean, im fine. Their aint nothing anyone can do to help me anyways. Really i mean it. What the heck can anyone do for me? Give me a job that i can handle? Stop my dreams/nightmares? Make me unafraid of every little thing? Put groccreies in my house? Give me the motivation to get off my lazy ass and clean? Make me a better parent? Give me the magic fairy dust thats needed to help me fit right in with society? Put somebody in my home that i know i can trust? That will tell me the truth about anything? Put someone in my home that wants to be their, with me? Maybe someone can improve my looks so i will be wanted. Maybe someone will put someone here that gives a fuck for real about me? How about maybe someone can can help me care if i wake up everyday? Or i know. Telling somebody about !y depression will magically make life something to.look forward too. Fuckin sun comes up everday for what? Its so blah. and pointless. And it drags on amd on. The days. Always the same. Never any fucking REASON for them.PointlessIm tored of em. 

Jesus.everybody wants flowers. And fucking flufffy clouds and unicorns. Truth is, everyone wants you to want em. More then just pretened. I think pretending you want life is just so bad to 99.9% of the population. i AM WIPING MY ASS WITH COFFEE FILTERS AND GO ING HUNGRY FOR MY KIDS. FUCK YOU IF I WANT TO PRETEND TO YPUR FACE THAT LIFE IS ROSES TO HELP YOU SAVE FACE BECAUSE YOU CANT SAVE MEthen whats the fuckin harm in that?

Jesus.everybody wants flowers. And fucking flufffy clouds and unicorns. Truth is, everyone wants you to want em. More then just pretened. I think pretending you want life is just so bad to 99.9% of the population. i AM WIPING MY ASS WITH COFFEE FILTERS AND GO ING HUNGRY FOR MY KIDS. FUCK YOUIF I WANT TO PRETEND TO YPUR FACE THAT LIFE IS ROSES TO HELP YOU SAVE FACE BECAUSE YOU CANT SAVE MEthen whats the fuckin harm in that? 

Re too much. A continuation

I also wish the sun won't rise most days. I cry my eyes out cause I think the night would never end. Eventually the lil bitch rises and its already a new day. A day of pretending youre not depressed. Another 24 hours you live through that would probably make you wish you didn't make it to now. But one day you'll sit there and say, "damn, I really pushed through that shit". Thats when you would feel real happiness. Ok that sounded so fucking cringey but you would regret it later if you let it ruin you now. These hoes don't deserve to see you broken and falling apart while they thrive, I say you step on them and become a better you for yourself. Treat yourself like royalty before this sadness overtakes you and its too late. Do it for you, do it for your kids. You wouldn't want to grow up worrying that your parents could fall apart at any given moment. What I'm saying is you need a vacation for you and you need it under any circumstance. (sorry for my english, I'm arabic)

I also wish the sun won't rise most days. I cry my eyes out cause I think the night would never end. Eventually the lil bitch rises and its already a new day. A day of pretending youre not depressed. Another 24 hours you live through that would probably make you wish you didn't make it to now. But one day you'll sit there and say, "damn, I really pushed through that shit". Thats when you would feel real happiness. Ok that sounded so fucking cringey but you would regret it later if you let it ruin you now. These hoes don't deserve to see you broken and falling apart while they thrive, I say you step on them and become a better you for yourself. Treat yourself like royalty before this sadness overtakes you and its too late. Do it for you, do it for your kids. You wouldn't want to grow up worrying that your parents could fall apart at any given moment. What I'm saying is you need a vacation for you and you need it under any circumstance.(sorry for my english, I'm arabic)