people underestimate my ability to cut them out of my life when they fuck me over
"Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door."
with myself in poems
because I do not know
how to speak to anybody else. "
*plans life around having a rich significant other*