Monday, November 24, 2014

There is nothing beautiful about depression, there is nothing beautiful about maniasuffering might provide experience which produces beautiful things.

but there is nothing beautiful about being unable to live, to be empty of joy, to be full of fear, to hurt so much that you cannot even form a sentence.

no, there is nothing beautiful about my illnessand the biggest tragedy is that you think there is.

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