Like you're stuck underwater, slowly drowning. While everyone else around you is breathing. That my dearest Y/n, is what depression is like.
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Like you're stuck underwater, slowly drowning. While everyone else around you is breathing. That my dearest Y/n, is what depression is like.
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Sexuality
Depression
Dear diary,
Today it got even harder to look at him. I felt as if my soul was on fire, because he wasn't looking at me. He was looking at her.
And it would always be her.
Ponyboy Curtis