Let’s talk about Suicide.
“I love you, Tash” he told me. “You’re perfect, you’re my other half, really. I just don’t think I can …
“I love you, Tash” he told me. “You’re perfect, you’re my other half, really. I just don’t think I can …
Today I sit positioned in my spot on the couch I’ve now claimed as “home” for the last four days. …
From depression to dreams.