Beautiful afternoons make me depressed, for I see that they are no longer for me.


If you become very sad, you become depressed; If you worry too much, become anxious, stressed; If nothing happens it gets bored and can be depressed or stressed. Complicated.

Taking our own fault is the first step to moving forward.


And I was the dark one, and he was my flashlight


I only had problems while he brought solutions


I wish that one day I could dream of living in real life outside of this false reality, where there are no days, what I need to do, what I have no commitments, my concern is just to live to breathe, when I realize, I wonder if I just I’m having a bad dream.


There is something wrong with me, I wanted to know your thoughts, to know what to say, what to do with you, I wonder why your tears do not fall, if I feel they should fall?
My biggest mistake is that I’m in love with the wrong person.


Our days are wicked, but the goodness of our father God, can help us endure all the suffering that depresses us today!


In this world where everything is impenetrable, I prefer the certainty of death rather than the uncertainty of the anguish that I have to face, I prefer the certainty of death to the uncertainties of the paths I will follow, the relationships I will cultivate, the attitudes I can take, I prefer the certainty of death.


“Before turning or tearing a page, give it another try.”


“To turn the page, no, it is better to tear it, to throw all the pieces in the pot and to give discharge, but without leaving behind any undesirable part.”


“There are people who ‘turn the page’, but then, back and forth, flip it over again.”


“I do not usually ‘turn certain pages’ but ‘tear’ them, but never before reading them completely.”


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“Happiness is to face life as it is.”


If you knew, you did not laugh, you cried!


“Feel happy for what you really are, not for what you become with someone.” 😉


Thinking too much leaves you permanently isolated from the world.


There is no hiding place or camouflage for ghosts that haunt the mind.


Only once does he live who never died of love.


He died of love

And when everything in him grew tired, he died of love, but she continued, because he will never love him, because of love he does not tire, he does not forget, love is eternal, and to continue living he killed everything that will live, everything What he will feel, he has killed himself, only to continue living.


Empty nights bring full thoughts. Silent dawns bring the cry of silence. An uncorrected love brings pain and suffering.


A depressive is a hero who wins every day, a multitude of monsters generated by his own thoughts.


I’m here, suffering, crying, dying and I cannot ask for help … I can only say “I’m fine” and smile