1:11 am
Tired
Feels like the clouds are pressing down against my skin and compressing me into myself.
I think there's bruising on the inside of my ribs from the intensity of my heart trying to break free.
And now I sound like a walking cringe.
God I need sleep.
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Depression Session
RandomHello, for the sake of names, you can call me Jaxin (not my actual name, but I always did love that one.) This is the storage shed for all my thoughts when I'm having one of my "sessions". This is my safe space for me the come and sort out what I'm...
