It’s hard to answer the question “What’s wrong?” when nothing is right.

Loving you meant betraying myself.

You lose yourself trying to hold on to someone who doesn’t care about losing you.

Never place someone so high on a pedestal that if they should fall… you get crushed.

Depression opens the door to beauty of some kind.

I will always care for you, even if we’re not together and even if we’re far, far away from each other.

Depression is a prison where you are both the suffering prisoner and the cruel jailer.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will rip my skin apart.

I lie every day. with this damn smile! And I’m sick and tired of it already. I’m not okay!

Depression is like a war. You either win or die trying.

Has never hated life more, than I do at this very moment.

Depression is like a war.You either win or die trying.

No one cares. They’re just pretending.

Has to keep looking for something to keep their strong.. running out of reasons.

Everybody has their private world, where they can be alone.

That awkward moment when you think you are important to someone, and you are not.

And someday, I hope that my sadness will be replaced by something beautiful.

Depression is not a sign of weakness, it means you have been strong for far too long.

Nothing hurts more than being disappointed by the person you thought would never hurt you.