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David

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The boy who cared too much

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Mean, selfish, grumpy old man. Prone to fits of violent thoughts (toward self more than others, but still). Wanna hang out?


There are days when despair seems too light and casual a word.


Lemmy, clearly...


Don't mind me. Just shouting despairingly into the void again. There is never an echo or reply, but that's part of its beauty, I suppose.


Is there a word for "screaming, crying, wanting to vomit out of frustration and hurt"? Because then I would only need that many characters.


Trying to stay up on research while simultaneously not triggering oneself is like trying walk a tightrope whilst blindfolded.


Are you fucking kidding me? PBS?!? Joining the worldwide club of terrible reporting on mental health issues. to.pbs.org/1EaerZM


Just lost a friend over my manic depression. I know it's not my fault, but it doesn't make it any easier.


Not "lucky" or "happy" to be alive so much as "surprised".


Nope. Never gonna be my turn. Too busy holding everyone else's arms up.


Sometimes all it takes is a single shot of whiskey and a piece of toast to keep me from self harm. It's the little things.


Today's chapter might be entitled: "At the end of the day, does anyone (besides you) really give a f*ck about you?"


Is vengeance equality? Just wondering.


Dunno whether I should cry or barf. Guess I'll just get drunk and go to bed...figure it out tomorrow.


Seems I only post here when I've nowhere else to turn. And no one is listening here, either. Maybe that's *why* I come here? Pfft.


Huh. Should've read my last tweet before I went to dinner tonight. Oh, well--slow learner.


I figured out my problem: I give too much of a fuck. No one else does, why do *I*? Stupid. No wonder I'm so depressed all the time.


Hey, Universe, I've an idea: How about we trade, and *you* bend over and grab *your* ankles for a turn?


There is a difference between not wanting to live, and wanting to die.


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