"i had to call in sick from work today. i just couldnt get out of bed. i couldn't fucking move.
it was like my depression had manifested itself into a physical, tangible entity, and settled itself onto my chest. i couldn't move. i could hardly fucking breathe.
and now im crying into my phone, and ive drank an entire bottle of vodka, and i don't know what to do without you."
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