#depressionquotes

every 2-3 months i return to my blade. i stay for a day or two but it is the most peaceful i ever feel. on other days i think i might just crumble under the weight of the endless sky. i have been much happier these last two years. i never thought i would dream of death again. but here i am. i did not think i would live beyond 18 but here i am. it is comforting to be reminded that no matter what i will always have death lingering at my door. waiting as if i have forgotten something. it is comforting to know that even after all this time, all this recovery, there will always be something wrong, unfixable, and unloveable within me. something so rotten that only death understands. only death waits. only death loves. i know i am a person but it is only the days on which the blood seeps through my scars that i feel alive. most days i feel either anxious or numb and i cannot decide which is better. at least the anxiety makes my pain visible. at least there can be witnesses. at least somebody hears the tree when it falls.

Some days I feel like I can breathe through the pain of missing you. Some days I feel like I'm suffocating, drowning in my pain and sorrow. The world keeps going on as if nothing has happened or changed. But, for me everything has changed. My world has been ripped apart and I can't put the pieces back together, not right anyway. I'm a mess, all the time. I just wish I could talk to you even for a moment, or just even see your face. No amount of time will take away this aching pain in my heart but no amount of time or space between us can take away my love for you either.

imagine grimsley says "sigh... fine ig you are my little pogchamp" so you go to appraoch him and he smacks you acrossss the head and says "jk! you are not my little pogchamp!" and he qalk away with a gay walk saying under his breath "we live in a society..." and your laying on the groud... defeted....