I suppose I wasn't supposed to say what I'm about to say, but as you know that you don't know me enough to know that I'm about to say it anyways. Get ready for it, here it comes. I am depressed. Shocked? How about, I have depression. Sympathy? Do we sympathize, or empathize? No, I will not start that topic, yet. Fear not. Rest assured that your body knows what to do, and how to react through, so relax. Relapse. Setback, watch. Kickback hurts, I'm aware of that. Catch your breath. Same path, empath, and sympathy, all of it couplet, same ship of life. ^{**Hold up. Pause for a few seconds... Go!**} Give them all the middle one, and stay polite, diplomatic. # “Balance” ![00middle_edit_one00.gif](https://images.ecency.com/DQmaVFxDtn5CDqvt4icMfdqyhN81thfMEMhdKe98da6jR2K/00middle_edit_one00.gif) “Get back to work you idiot!” — Says it, the spirit in my split-brain. Rejected, I will never listen to these sirens anymore, and with all due respect, screw you. # “...disperse like roaches...” ![overdose_pulse_frames.gif](https://images.ecency.com/DQmTJoh1LGfEApxrUEsCdAAf4qsLQARixNP6m5kdTNv7eJv/overdose_pulse_frames.gif) > ^{If you can hear me from up above, sweetheart. I hope, and I can feel that you can.
Hi, allow me to repeat what I've told you thousands of times:
**“Even if we can't find Heaven. I'll walk through Hell with you.”**
[...Stand By You...](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bwB9EMpW8eY)} Self-note: execute it — damn you, deepression. I'm not dead, yet. ## **Have a nice day, I hope your upcoming week is better than mine. Goodbye.** ___ ^{**Gifs, and shots were taken/created by me via Photoshop.**
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