Isn't it weird how there's so many people out there?
So many lives?
How many of them are really there...
How many people out there...
Cry,
Hunger,
Smile,
Laugh,
Suffer...
How many of us want to die each night?
Isn't it numbing?
How small and insignificant we individually seem to be?
But humanity is so fragile...
That even one missing spec may completely redevelop the entirety of our future as a race.
Every soul and being makes an impact, no matter how small.
How odd.
How numbing the numbers are.
How simply complex humans are.
How fragile and listed we are.
How odd indeed.
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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...
