I Need to Rant

The pain has invited my old friend depression and that shithead has made itself right at home. Now I can’t stop crying. My stupid face is all red and puffy and I need to get it together. I’m hiding out in a conference room right now with a giant wet wad of toilet paper I grabbed from the ladies room. It’s sort of ridiculous enough to be cheered up by the sight of it.

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lovingdead · 31-35, M

You can do it, and when you get time, use your strength (you have it, trust me) to evict that Bastard out of your mind. And fill all vacant spaces with happy thoughts, puppies, wine, etc....and thus it will have no space to move back into.....we believe in you

Fallflower · 46-50, F

Did someone say wine? 😍@lovingdead