Hey,.... bitch.... Sucker or whatever you are.... STOPP STARRRRINGGGG AT ME! It's so depressing!

Depression end somewhere… here… when anxiety and panic attacks start attacking.

It sucks when depression is hidden behind the corners.

SLeeping is a time lost, staying with your parents it's the great time of depression.

Comedy strikes here... just to reduce pressure and depression.

There isn’t any doubt I’m stuck in stress and depression.

Self-doubt and Depression are the real killers. The other are just pawns.

When I was working on the book "The Life Of One Kid 7", I just felt the pain of the wound, I asked myself why it hurts.... one moment when my mother has went outside I just realise that she has turn on the fucking machine for making the weather inside hot. For god sake, this stop's thinking and makes depression!