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depressed-ravioli · 4 days
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My life is getting fucked more than me
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depressed-ravioli · 1 month
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I hope that I don’t wake up tomorrow
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depressed-ravioli · 1 month
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i’m not scared of dying, i’m scared about what i’m going to miss
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depressed-ravioli · 1 month
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I’ve lost the touch to myself and don’t even recognize my face anymore
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depressed-ravioli · 2 months
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I really thought I got finally better
Silly me
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depressed-ravioli · 4 months
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Maybe it will get better some day …
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depressed-ravioli · 4 months
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Can’t even comprehend how awful everything is
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depressed-ravioli · 5 months
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When will my suffering end?
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depressed-ravioli · 5 months
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I miss the happy child I was back then
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depressed-ravioli · 6 months
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do you also like me find a way to blame yourself for everything going wrong and overreact? my mom calls me too emotional all the time and honestly it's making more and more depressed, i relate far too much to this blog
Sadly yes
But it’s mostly this bad because I try to control everything
And even if something happens that wasn’t my fault, I think I could have changed the outcome and are responsible how it went
Sorry to hear that you relate to this blog
No one should feel this way
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depressed-ravioli · 6 months
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I lost faith that everything will be okay
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depressed-ravioli · 7 months
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This blog is dying like me
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depressed-ravioli · 7 months
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How convenient that you don’t need to cvt yourself if you have a cat
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depressed-ravioli · 8 months
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Even breathing takes too much energy
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depressed-ravioli · 8 months
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And it’s getting darker and darker around me
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depressed-ravioli · 8 months
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I can’t even describe how much I hate myself
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depressed-ravioli · 8 months
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I smile and laugh because if the people that cared about me know my real pain, they would be worried and I cannot burden them with my weakness.
I’m the strong one.
I do the saving I don’t get saved.
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