Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door.

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Downtown Augusta is nicer than I remember #vscocam (at The Augusta Common)

Downtown Augusta is nicer than I remember #vscocam (at The Augusta Common)

vinebox:

When people keep bothering you

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