It pisses me off when people are so against the depression accounts. Like I’m sorry you get to go out with friends, have fun, and blog about how great your day was. Some of us are actually trying to survive while we’re up at 3 AM and all we can do is use Tumblr to find people who relate to us. So I’m sorry if our blogs don’t meet your expectations. We have them for ourselves, not anyone else. So a big FUCK YOU. That’s all.
All I do is get high and clean my house and fuck my boyfriend and cook decent food and watch documentaries. That’s it. I’m always naked or stoned or about to be one of the too. I don’t even care. Its better than meds and alcohol and therapy.