gnutmeg | I'm in a fucking bad mood, ok?

*refrains from picking up her phone and throwing it into the wall... barely*

*bursts into tears*

I think I'm going to go offline for a bit.

<EDIT> Threw a slight tantrum. Not fun.
nutmeg kawano: *refrains from both violence and crying*
Illiard Eosu: ;_;
Illiard Eosu: What's wrong with my Nutmeggy, eh? *soothes*
nutmeg kawano: it's my fucking depression. I hate it and want it to go away, but it keeps coming back and ireallyneedtobreaksomethingbadly
Illiard Eosu: ;_;
Illiard Eosu: Get a cookie, and throw it on the floor. It'll break. ... Sorry.

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*refrains from picking up her phone and throwing it into the wall... barely*

*bursts into tears*

I think I'm going to go offline for a bit.

&ltEDIT> Threw a slight tantrum. Not fun.
<lj-cut text="my tantrum, it was actually a lot worse, but how do you explain that in a chat?">nutmeg kawano: *refrains from both violence and crying*
Illiard Eosu: ;_;
Illiard Eosu: What's wrong with my Nutmeggy, eh? *soothes*
nutmeg kawano: it's my fucking depression. I hate it and want it to go away, but it keeps coming back and ireallyneedtobreaksomethingbadly
Illiard Eosu: ;_;
Illiard Eosu: Get a cookie, and throw it on the floor. It'll break. ... Sorry. <_< My attempts to cheer people up are rather feeble when I'm tired. *hug* Is there anything I can do to help?
nutmeg kawano: and there's no reason for it. nothing I did tonight should have triggered this reaction. I went out to supper and watched a movie with one of my best friends.....
nutmeg kawano: I don't think so. I can't stop it when I don't know where it comes from
Illiard Eosu: I get like that alot, too. *hug* o_o Oi. Yay for depression, right? *tokes up on happy pills*
nutmeg kawano: *finds all the old love letters she's been saving over the years and starts tearing them apart*
Illiard Eosu: ;_;
nutmeg kawano: depression sucks. I've had it for 7 years and I'm fucking sick of it
Illiard Eosu: *nod* ._. It's tiresome, aye.
nutmeg kawano: gods, I'm sitting here tearing up loveletters, throwing them on the floor and Forever love comes on.... the fucking irony
Illiard Eosu: =\
nutmeg kawano: there is now four year's worth of love letters spread across my bedroom floor.... and it didn't help one bit
nutmeg kawano: *feels morbid* *takes pictures of this with her crappy digicam*
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