sometimes times are bad.
i just sit here, thinking about stupid things and yeah....don't really know how i should feel.
i want to be happy. I have a wonderful boyfriend, a good place to work and friends, who will go to me through the fire.
But some times..my depression tries to pull me down to the ground, again.
These days..i don't know what i should do, i only want to lay in my bed the whole time and yeah..see nobody. On the other hand, i don't want that. I want to fight against it. But in some moments, its hard to fight against it.

old sketch by a friend on facebook