i was dead for most of my life. for all i know there’s a tumour in my brain right now. a blood clot somewhere. death could come any time. sometimes
some notes to self: amitriptyline works, keep taking it go to the library early tomorrow and write some stuff or get something ready to post on your blog stay calm
god bless sweet, ripe summer cherries and Hawke’s Bay wine. god bless guns and ammunition. god bless switchblades and misfits. god bless little blue pills and dark chocolate and rat
we keep ourselves sedated. we keep ourselves distracted. the latest gadgets are obsolete within a few years. depression is treated as an illness to be cured, rather than as a
letter to charlie.