You know what else I hate? How fucking cliche depression sounds when it’s bad. I feel like the worse it is, the more it sounds like a Myspace poem written in 2007 by a Bullet for my Valentine fan
me thinking about my ocs: lots of love and effort and thought went into everyone i coud DEFINITELY tell u every single thing about them theyre so GOOD and i am so EAGER to get this info out there is so much going on through my head this is amazing