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Just A Diary. I'm Here Whenever I'm Depressed I Wrote Things. Post What I Feel Sometimes I Steal Posts IDC ️

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Eid Mubarak to all my Muslim brothers and sisters. Please make dua for all those suffering around the world right now. May Allah accept your fasts and duas 🖤

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If You Work For A Living, Why Do You Kill Yourself Working?

Mother's Day Used To Stresses Me Out Because My Mom Deserves The World And I Only Had $20.

i used to say “i have no friends” as a joke but bro i dont think it’s a joke anymore

it amazes me how I overthink so much, and still make the wrong decisions?

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we could all be high cuz we smoking oxygen daily and all this is a hallucination caused by it that ends when u stop breathing while when we smoke weed we see our real reality cuz its disrupts the oxygen levels making us wake up.

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I don't really wanna die That's just how I feel, that's just how I feel sometimes I don't wanna tell a lie I just wanna feel, I just wanna feel alright I don't really wanna fight And just disappear float away for one night Now I'm falling like a landslide Thought we're on the same side But it's not right without you

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I remember I used to be afraid of being alone, now I’m afraid of being in the wrong company.

if you guys wanna talk there's a group chat @MyDepressionNotesDiscussionGroup or admin @madythesun 🖤🖤

hi, i just want to say that i always was wondering when you were gonna write your account so that i would be able to tell you how i feel 'bout your account i'm just a mere fan btw who was waiting to talk to you personally someday and this is my lucky day your writings makes my day whenever i'm sad or lonely i see what you write and it makes me less lonely and inspires me honestly to write my feelings as well and relieve my pain with my dark poetry your writing is full of sadness with the right amount of madness it just relates to me and makes me feel less lonely and makes me kind of bear with my shitty life and kinda hope that one day i could be passionate with desire like you and inspire someone to not to end it all and continue fighting too until they win there war with their demons that kept on hunting them all the time and thank you again really for saving me from all the things that hurted me even from my own misery you had toke me so no matter what i could never pay you back and i was kind of wondering if you could help me i have this channel that isn't much really and it would mean a lot to me if you promote it and ofc i will too that's only if you don't mind too am not tryin to pressure you ofc i would understand if you didn't want too i will wait for your answer eagerly whatever it was i will handle it happily - a merey fan of yours🥀🖤 #shared

Have you ever thought that maybe life isn't for everyone? Like some of us were meant for sth else undone? And it calls us when we run? Or when we're doing sth fun? Unfun? Blunt? Breakfast, dinner, lunch? But our ears are so muffled by the glamour in this world This thing called life that looks like it cares and is concerned. That it becomes a whisper we barely heard But also did.... Maybe that's why we are so afraid Maybe that's why we think it's a monster laid Under our bed that waits For us to get up and start our days Maybe that's why WE became the monsters we were scared of So it doesn't consume us and settle above And when life let's us down we finally hear The screams in the corners of our minds that have been muffled for years The shouts behind the corner we've ignored The tears that have long been stored To fall when we open those doors. Those doors we closed Just to be sure, that we focused on the "bright shore" Those doors we locked With keys we lost And when they open it becomes too much We suffocate in the tears that fall with no clutch Our noses bleed Our hearts go numb Our eyes plead We ask where all the pain is from. All the pain that now, in turn, blinds us And makes us oblivious To our purpose And so to end this pain...but not our lives We pick up knives Or ropes Or forks We go up stairs and look down floors And some of us make the leap Some of us stab it deep But some of us not to a depth that's adequate Some of us not from a height that can break So we end up with reminders of our attempts The scars we put aside.... Reminders that we hide So no one knows the struggles we survive The pain in which we reside When someone asks what's wrong we say "nothing" What they don't realize is nothing IS the thing Nothing... No love, No hate No joy ,No grief No nothing At first it's bliss We get relief from the painful hits But then... It gets suffocating The numbness feels like darkness enclosing From every edge. We are drowning In nothing..... This is when you take a turn that's opposite when you cut not to end a pain but to start it When you get desperate To feel alive again And when you fail it becomes familiar But also strange cz There's always an ambiguous figure You get used to the darkness, and fear the light Because it distorts your sight You hate the light YOU hate the light you HATE the light You hate the LIGHT YOU HATE THE LIGHT!!! and you hate yourself cuz you were in it once Amazing!!!! An emotion... And when you hear that life is rainbows and Sunshine THAT'S when you wonder.. Maybe life isn't for everyone