An Unsightly Mind
I write that which I think and feel.
Day 8 - A Photo of Your Dream
To experience what it’s like to play to that many screaming fans…
Reblogged from arainbowofgrey
Does anyone else lie in bed at 2:30am filled with the crippling fear that they’re never going to accomplish anything in life and fail miserably or is that just me?
(Source: peterparkour)
Day 4 - A Picture That Makes You Happy
I couldn’t narrow this one down to one image. My friend’s are who make me happy, and here’s just a few images of them, from now and from the past, always friends :)
"Why so depressed all the time? You seem like you have a pretty good life."
Asked by Anonymous
You clearly don’t understand depression. It’s got nothing to do with how good my life is or anything of the sort. Real depression is a chemical imbalance in the brain. It’s a disease, and it’s incurable; treatable, but incurable.
I do have a pretty good life. I mean, there’s things I’d like to be better or different, but I have a good circle of friends and a great family. However, that doesn’t cure depression. Everything could be beyond excellent, that wouldn’t change my depression.
Sometimes it’s easier to deal with when things are great, but it doesn’t get rid of the darkness over my head. My black dog will always be there with me, in the back of my mind… Always…
