or when depression returns and you hurt someone because of it.
i never meant for the words to come out like they did. i never meant to insult or degrade. things just came out wrong because my roommate came home and decided to make her voice come out through my mouth.
her name is depression, and she is a vile thing.
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Smart Girl
Non-Fictionthoughts from the smart girl. //the journal of wren// //highest rank #2 in non fiction// //all names of real people interacted with here are altered from their original versions for privacy's sake//
