King Katie, the wicked ruled her world.

Boys only want love if it's torture Don't say I didn't Say I didn't Warm yaaaaa

I will never let somebody be the cause of my anxiety ever again. Four fucking months. Four months of puking, shitting, panicking, crying, and desperation. Leaving you was the best thing I've ever done to take care of myself. 2015 is about ME.

I used to think anti-depressants were prescribed too frequently. Now, I think everyone should be given a bottle of Zoloft and see how good they feel after two months. A working anti-depressant is one of the best things that has ever happened to me. I'm happy again. I'm liberated. To be able to wake up in the morning and get to school without any thoughts of suicide is so freeing! I look forward to each day and the things I do. I haven't felt like this in many years and now I'm realizing this is how non-depressed people must feel. Wow, so much time, energy, and motivation for activities! Whee!