The artists, aged
With heavy souls
Their eyes are portals to—
The hearts that crooked lovers stole
Back when their blood was new.
It pumped, it poured, through veins it flew
To eyes and to the soul
Not knowing it was flowing to
Hyperbole and a Half posted again, and everyone needs to read it because:
- If you are depressed, it will resonate with you like whoa.
- If you are not depressed, it will clarify some stereotypes about depression that need to be said. An explanation like this has been needed for a LONG time.
- If you know someone who is depressed, you’ll be better at interacting with them after reading this.
Reblogging again because seriously, her entire blog is incredible.