Depression... Oh how I hate it. It's because of it my friend's suffering. It's because of that bloody thing that's causing everyone to suffer.
Now let me mumble to myself...I HATE DEPRESSION. It's causing everyone to go nuts. It's causing deaths everywhere, and I don't want to see anyone I know and love die out because of it. I don't... I really don't...but because I love them, I'm stuck between stopping them and supporting them. I'm going to support it one night. Just this once. I hope I didn't make a mistake. I really hope I didn't... I can't afford to make a mistake... I can't... Am I really that much of a curse? Am I really a taboo? Oh why... Someone tell me why... The prophecies... Can't they do ANYTHING to help??? Help poor fire prophecies here a little... COME ON. I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS ON MY OWN. NOW SHE'S LYING ON HER BED, PROBABLY DYING RIGHT NOW. SOMEONE SAVE HER!! IT'S ALWAYS ME. ALWAYS ME. GET OFF YOUR DAMMED BUTTS AND DO SOMETHING. I CAN'T DO IT ALONE DAMMIT. I CAN'T. I CAN'T... But I have to... I have to... I'll do anything for her... I will... But...but...
I'LL STOP ASKING FOR HELP. I'LL DO IT ALONE. I will do it alone... I will.
...But...but...
Can I really...? Will I be able to do it??
I will. Watch me...but that if...that's if... If anything were to happen to her... Anything... Then... Then...then...
Help me... Help me...help...
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Ignore the above.
I hate depression. I hate it. Abhor it. Never will like it. NEVER.
frosted illusions;