I am depressed. I feel numb and all I want to do is get away. I just want to “get fucked up & die”. The only words that come out of my mouth are negativity. I’m sick and tired of everything and everyone. I think my depression has come to a medical term that defines who I really am. Maybe I need help and the kind of help that crazy people get. I honestly don’t know how to cope with what I go through daily. I just want to love and feel love back. But I don’t feel anything but sharp pain. 
Every night is another nightmare but only to find out that I’m still stuck in reality. No one knows me or knows what goes on in my life. I can’t fully express myself. I’m a dip shit fat fucker with no sense of life.

I wish my mindset was still a positive bitch like how it was before. But I cannot stress enough how much I would like to go back in time and just change everything now.

If I were to end my life at this very moment,

the earth will still revolve and time will keep going.

Whats the point. I’m useless.

I just love bacon.