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12 years ago
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Depression.
It's like a cheap hooker, with how much it sucks. You pay it $30 dollars (or in this case, your sanity) and it gives you a cheap shitty blowjob that leaves you feeling empty.
And then, you find out that after that shitty blowjob, that $30 hooker had something and now you have something horrid on your dick.
And then after that, shit just goes further downhill.
It really sucks being depressed, being unable to really explain how and everything is sucking so much for my mood without being called 'entitled' and stuff. Quite frankly I wish I had more words to describe how I feel half the time, It'd certainly make my life easier. Sometimes, all I want to do is just sit down and just lay there, maybe occasionally beat out a quick one to make me feel less shitty, but in the end, that just made me feel worse. Working at Burger King was the start of it, and then my shitty boss at my next job at the cleaners worsened that. Then there were the two times I complemented suicide... the horrid, sleepless nights, ect. ect.
Of course, I could sit down and take it like a little bitch. But as much of a sub as I am, I really, really can't let a cheap hooker like depression top me now, can I?
Just a little vent journal. Nothing to worry about.
It's like a cheap hooker, with how much it sucks. You pay it $30 dollars (or in this case, your sanity) and it gives you a cheap shitty blowjob that leaves you feeling empty.
And then, you find out that after that shitty blowjob, that $30 hooker had something and now you have something horrid on your dick.
And then after that, shit just goes further downhill.
It really sucks being depressed, being unable to really explain how and everything is sucking so much for my mood without being called 'entitled' and stuff. Quite frankly I wish I had more words to describe how I feel half the time, It'd certainly make my life easier. Sometimes, all I want to do is just sit down and just lay there, maybe occasionally beat out a quick one to make me feel less shitty, but in the end, that just made me feel worse. Working at Burger King was the start of it, and then my shitty boss at my next job at the cleaners worsened that. Then there were the two times I complemented suicide... the horrid, sleepless nights, ect. ect.
Of course, I could sit down and take it like a little bitch. But as much of a sub as I am, I really, really can't let a cheap hooker like depression top me now, can I?
Just a little vent journal. Nothing to worry about.
