…when you’re on your highest dose of meds, and you still feel like life is nothing more than a black void.
I feel like I have black, thick, sticky tar inside my chest. Pumping slowly and sluggishly though my veins. Encapsulating my brain.
Kind of expecting my eyeballs to go black and my tears run like spilled oil down my face.
I fucking hate this.
Pepper Solanas 