I’m gonna come out and say it: The world does not entertain me. If that means i have depression, so be it. I want it cured, then, if that’s the case. I’m staying on the lamotrigine. To try. Mom can screw herself with skin rashes.

I want to write beautiful poetry but I’m rather insipid lately.

Ehg.

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