Sometimes the time you spend alone helps you reflect and understand the parts of you lost in the process of being consumed by another.

My depression isn’t for anyone to understand. I can only tell people how I feel, that’s all I can do, the rest is what you assume.

29: I’ve become very aware of the fact that life is slipping through.

How long do I have to sit here before it completely destroys me.

People have loved me far less for much more.