We all have someone we never speak of. Someone who meant so much, that even hearing their names makes your soul tremble with memories and pain. Someone who makes your heart break a little more each time you accidentally think of the colour of their eyes.
- Nikita Gill ( My Tumblr- Hurtingthighs/same as my instagram)
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Depression
PoetryDe•pres•sion /dèpreSH(e)n/ 1. The feeling of serve despondency and dejection "I'm often silent when I'm screaming inside." - CREDITS TO THE OWNER WHO WROTE SOME OF THESE--Will state the ones that are MINE. Don't fight me over this.
