hi, i'm yseult

f, 19, dead inside
i'm very depressed

there really isn't much to say, besides the fact that i really am ruining my own life. i have things to do and yet... here i am... speaking to the void.
most days i barely manage to crawl out of bed. i need to go on more walks, like a golden retriever or something.
i think too much about how insignificant i am. i always think too much, which bogs me down into the muck of my already addled brain. i hate myself. i hate my life. i hate jumping through hoops.
anyway, i'm a deadbeat. you can definitely tell. i don't really know what else there is to say, but i'll keep you posted.

i never really wondered why i was just trying to pass some time
i ain't crying i'm just fine