#vlog 38

this is my story. i wake up in the morning, so sad and depressed and an acronym for sad. i wipe those tears away, i'm so depressed. i look at the time, pain does not stop for anyone. i write in my diary to end this pain but it does not work."dear diary roses are rad, and i'm depressed because im fat." i try sleeping, but it doesnt work either. i get cold so i wear some clothes. sometimes i hurt myself like ink poisoning a long and painful death. i try singing the pain away. "so so so so so so im so, sad. sooooo sad so." I try sucking the pain away thats what she said. i get angry! i start getting dramatic. the pain is to much for me to take. i push stuff over.but that that just makes me more depressed and i look in the fridge and i find an orange, and with that orange i find.. serenity. the taste of oppression. its... juicy