T by Alexander Wang.
That one post that you tried to write five different ways about how much your life sucks but you realize that no one cares enough to want to see it on their dash, so you wrote this because you really wanted to post something and this sarcastic remark is the best you can do.
Depressed enough to want to sleep forever.
Anxious enough to never be able to close my eyes.
So, I’m not dead. Just extremely depressed, but things are looking up. You’ll probably hear more from me soon.
Shaving my head for the new year.