When the sky fell in
When the hurricanes came for me
I could finally crash again
And that's how I became the sea
It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling— that really hollowed-out feeling.
Oh—you wouldn’t date a girl who’s ever been a stripper?
Oh—you wouldn’t date a girl who’s ever done porn?
You’re the reason we exist.
As they say in the industry, “People jack off with the left hand and point with the right.”