Is that what you call it depression? I mean, I laugh at all those people that just because they had a bad day, a bad night or just get up with a low mood, they think they’re depressed, they obviously have no idea of what the hell means a real depression. 
It’s been four months now since I started crying every fucking day, besides the fucking voices in my head that were gone a month ago but they came back today accompanied by this motherfucking migraine which is driving me nuts.
Who could’ve imagined it? Not even me…

(Source: lulukirsten)

O my soul, do not aspire to
immortal life, but exhaust the limits of the possible.

Pindar, Pythian iii