#fourthell

we started talking less
I started wanting you more

I watched you turn into a friend, into a lover and into a stranger.

too much on my mind lately

i fell in love, then i fell apart.

depression isn’t always suicide notes and pill bottles. sometimes, it’s all smiles and fake laughter. depression isn’t always easy to notice.

“today is not my day” - everyday

i’m not an easy person to love but i’d like to think i’m worth it.