oh god. half an hour more and you'll get to see the sunrise, lil red. paint your toenails, wave at depression who's sitting against your door because he's been locked out for about two weeks don't worry about him you can let him in tomorrow
this is what happens when i'm left to my own devices. i turn on the shower and sit in the bathtub trying to drown. lovely.
i'm not bipolar. or even severely depressed. some stuff just *****, is all.