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I saw what I thought was a need for quality graphics and I decided to go about creating them. Up until October, they were competent and informative, although perhaps not inspired. Not inspired, at least, when seen in light of what I have been creating since October last year. This time, I have very clearly refe.

Do I wish I had never endured depression? Absolutely. But to deny the experience is to deny who I am. I remember it like it was yesterday, still so fresh in my mind. The night before was just a normal night, the usual over thinking and silent tears with my thoughtful playlist. We accept the love we think we deserve.

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Stones and bottles on my back. The tears make sounds over a bottle of wine in the eyes of my family. Originally posted on S I X. Originally posted on Somewhat Poetry.