tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post5730851426241135067..comments2023-05-16T04:18:29.455-06:00Comments on ♪♫•*¨*Letter Out*¨*•♫♪: Sensitive StewBlondi Blathershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15656970490122824720noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4383683834534759163.post-63136355855694746632015-01-08T05:51:15.793-06:002015-01-08T05:51:15.793-06:00"It’s what depression is for. It’s to drive y..."It’s what depression is for. It’s to drive you in to face yourself and correct yourself… if you take a medicine and you don’t get to the ‘why,’ you’re gonna remain an asshole on drugs."<br /><br />I have found this to be invariably true. People who smile and are only superficially connected during interactions, ALL THE TIME, scare the hell out of me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com