Residue

Just get it all out. counting down the days. isn't it supposed to get better? yeah, i say that a lot. i praise that a lot. never. i promise. why can’t i just keep with it? i don't care to leave it again(.?) is that even a question? fuck my depression. fuck my conviction. i feel so disrespected. every single morning. at least that's my blanket. let me wash me of it. i’m so sick of being disgusted. disgusted. why can't i just keep with it? disgusted. fuck my depression. fuck my conviction. fuck