Monday, July 13, 2009

Global Robo-Depression

Fucking depression. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you. I don't like you, depression. You make me not want to do anything besides sit around and hate on myself. You make me want to write mean things about myself or other people in a public forum. You put every negative adjective invented in my head and apply it to myself. I so fucking hate you, depression, for making me hate my life and be so unhappy. Of course, you won't die until I die, so I'm stuck with you until that day rolls around.

Fuck off and die, depression.

And fuck you, too.

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