The worst part about depression that’s on again off again is that you can never tell if you’re making progress and actually feel better or if you just had a couple of good days and the second something goes wrong you’ll be right back where you started.
You forget the life you had before, after awhile. Things you cherish and hold dear are like pearls on a string. Cut the knot and they scatter across the floor, rolling into dark corners never to be found again. So you move on, and eventually you forget what the pearls even looked like. At least, you try.
Richard Armitage Days of the Week
Dwalin being 100% done with Bard.
I’m so upset…. Yay for depression
at this point I’ve nearly forgotten that pirating movies and software is illegal
Does anyone actually know what you have to do when people are singing happy birthday to you.