My decision and my mental state of mind led me here and I hate it so much. Why must I be stuck with a mental illness bruh. The only thing good thing this path led me down was running into my man which Im married too
I’ve been getting so easily angered and I don’t know why. Like I can’t help but keep getting mad at my man for every little thing and it just makes me sad
I hope I marry a man who's Thoughtful. I don't want flowers on valentine's day because that's what you're "supposed to do". I want flowers on a random Tuesday bcz you thought of me on your way home.
If I had your wealth, I would be the furthest thing from depressed. It honestly baffles me how people could have so much wealth and be depressed. Shit makes absolutely no sense to me.
Been working late long fucking hours, my feet hurt, I don’t even wanna get deployed no more, and now I don’t even get to eat some chicken nuggets peacefully in my room