Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Story | Promises

I did it. Once again. I accomplished what I had wanted, envisioning myself doing.

This time is self-destruction, some sort of depression. Permanently destroying my personality, my reputation, my connections, my everything. I had became this anti-social, pessimistic, mad, crazy harsh, negative person.

Well I guess things are not that bad yet - since at the moment I can still openly talk about it. I don't even know if this is good or bad.

Depression is hard to combat. It's a monster that kept on huanting you as soon as you are tiny winy bit down.


2010/04/27

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