I can never let it win, you see. I refuse to go out like Williams, Bourdain, and so many others. I won’t let it kill me. I can’t let it kill me. I must pretend to be immortal, if only to trick myself into living.
The Mad Murmurings of Depression.
I can never let it win, you see. I refuse to go out like Williams, Bourdain, and so many others. I won’t let it kill me. I can’t let it kill me. I must pretend to be immortal, if only to trick myself into living.
