Her name was Depressica
Notes on July '23 because a paintpoem from then just got published :8
Well well well…….I’m unsure exactly when summer 2023’s depressive episode began, but the first photos of my cracked and bloody fingers are July 1st…hmmmm….oooohhh….. what could that have been? so many circumstances, baby I’m made of circumstances!! Like how that happened, and instead of that,, I did that,,, so the glooms pressed me under the horizon and every scene was like eyes open under water and concrete things such as I didn’t have A/C and let myself melt and ate sliced bread by the bag and kept saying stuff like, ““I woke up every day this week at 4 pm.””
