Little Do You Know






how comes i didn’t have this on my blog already

this is what it feels like to have a depression i mean it literally feels like a monster in your body that needs to get out, one way or another 

this gives me the chills

i feel like its the opposite actually, the monster is on the outside, consuming you, making you nothing; forgotten and you fight your hardest trying to come out, showing the world that whats portrayed isnt you. yelling screaming pushing but no one can hear you because youre on the inside

these two different interpretations are both so valid omg this could be a picture of depression trying to scape me or me trying to escape it it’s like a paradox of sad
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"E me ocorreu que todo mundo sofria continuamente, incluindo aqueles que fingiam não sofrer."
Charles Bukowski.
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