strawberry banana
"can you drink all my thoughts? cause i can't stand them"
lowercase intended
short chapters
trigger warning:
topics of depression, suicidal tendencies
if anyone needs it, below is a hotline.
as someone who struggles with very severe depression and has for over four years, please know you are never alone even though it feels like it.
if anyone has suicide prevention hotline numbers for other countries, please let me know
so i can add them
also: depression is not beautiful.
it is not a poetic thing
it's a mental illness, and it's terrible.
writing this story is just helping get my thoughts and feelings out, and if i romanticize anything, i am sorry because that's not my intention.
theres not a prince charming to come and kiss your scars and save you and all the cliché shit, i know that and i don't mean any harm to anyone
i just want to feel better and writing a random story does that for me.
depression and suicide is not beautiful, but the world and life we have are.
stay alive, friends. we can do it.
U.S Suicide Prevention Hotline: 1-800-273-8255