Lately I've been pretty depressed. It didn't show until yesterday though. I cried on my way to work (which is VERY unusual because I never ever cry) and then when I got to work I barely talked to anyone and had to hold back tears. Everyone was asking me what was wrong and I didn't really know what to say. If I told them what was wrong I probably wouldn't stop talking. Everything has just built up. So I just told them nothing and that I didn't want to talk about it. To top the day off my friend called me to tell me that a friend/teacher of us passed away. 23 years old. I can't disclose the reason at the moment but they are doing an autopsy. I never once looked at my mother yesterday. I don't know why exactly. But for some reason I just turn my head when I know she's around. We were in the same room for about 15 minuts and I sat on the couch looking out the window the entire time. I know it was wrong. I don't know why I did it though.
I'm going to stop my little venting process here because I don't want to put everyone in a bad mood.
NEVERENDER-Coheed & Cambria
when you've gone about things all the wrong way bury them here,
with a life time you would never regret
in savoring sleep, what do you mean i toss and turn everywhere?
i'll miss you when you're gone in pretending that you meant the world to me
with that you'd call me a liar and in the making mistakes you'll rest incomplete
i'll be home in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in the letter that states
i'll be moving on when the new days begun forget your son when he's out on his own
when the hands read 7:30 and your night begins to sink in the short but faster fall
in the anxious but calm retort to mirror that frames your face baring the finest swell
when the day begins to break like the tears that run across your cheek
stand straight and imagine you then in the things and the way they could have been
when the thoughts they race across your chin here in the neverend
i'll be home in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in the letter that states
i'll be moving on when the new days begun forget your son when he's out on his own
point your gun in another direction now that you've cried yourself to sleep here in there after the fire
before you walk home when the days found figuring will he be home again
signal loss and stereo with wide open windows will she be waiting for
the sounds surround the overpass with severed arm placement when the day's dark, old and dead
a dead man against you we'll write her a letter in a long time passing by...
i'll be home in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in the letter that states
i'll be moving on when the new days begun forget your son when he's out on his own
point your gun in another direction now that you've cried yourself to sleep here in there after the fire
i'll be home to say i love you and i'll be moving on
I'm going to stop my little venting process here because I don't want to put everyone in a bad mood.
NEVERENDER-Coheed & Cambria
when you've gone about things all the wrong way bury them here,
with a life time you would never regret
in savoring sleep, what do you mean i toss and turn everywhere?
i'll miss you when you're gone in pretending that you meant the world to me
with that you'd call me a liar and in the making mistakes you'll rest incomplete
i'll be home in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in the letter that states
i'll be moving on when the new days begun forget your son when he's out on his own
when the hands read 7:30 and your night begins to sink in the short but faster fall
in the anxious but calm retort to mirror that frames your face baring the finest swell
when the day begins to break like the tears that run across your cheek
stand straight and imagine you then in the things and the way they could have been
when the thoughts they race across your chin here in the neverend
i'll be home in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in the letter that states
i'll be moving on when the new days begun forget your son when he's out on his own
point your gun in another direction now that you've cried yourself to sleep here in there after the fire
before you walk home when the days found figuring will he be home again
signal loss and stereo with wide open windows will she be waiting for
the sounds surround the overpass with severed arm placement when the day's dark, old and dead
a dead man against you we'll write her a letter in a long time passing by...
i'll be home in graver mistakes dear mom and dad, i write you in the letter that states
i'll be moving on when the new days begun forget your son when he's out on his own
point your gun in another direction now that you've cried yourself to sleep here in there after the fire
i'll be home to say i love you and i'll be moving on
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openwounds:
depression sucks.... i would say feel better but it probably won't help...we should get drunk 
tangledupinblue:
Hey there, I just surfed here on some wave of linkage and got caught by your journal. Hope you feel better by the time you get around to reading this. Take Care.