(Source: setfiretorains)

  • Friend: Hey what's wrong? You seem quiet.
  • Mind: I'm insecure, I'm slacking in my classes, All my "friends" are fake, I'm restless and tired and hopeless. I dread getting out of bed in the morning. I start crying out of the blue, I'm worthless, hopeless, and I can't take it anymore. No one seems to notice though.
  • Me: *puts on a smile* Nothing, sorry just tired lately, no big deal.

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