feeling numb is the most painful feeling this anxious, depressed, teenager has ever felt.
silence speaks volumes. silence is deafening. silence is violent.
i feel like life is one part flight and two parts upward falling.
over time i have grown smaller and smaller until I could fit inside a tiny prison of my own creation.
i am impulsively calm.
i am a cheerful pessimist on my bad days and a sad optimist on my bad ones.