Depressed Sad Anime Gif Novels & Stories

"Right! He is the most evil human ever, very rude and so full of himself , I loathe him! Arrrgh he is the most hated on my list!(angry emojis)" Andre lost in thought,he wondered how she explained everything relating to his first day at work, there's only one way to find out. "Teddy..Teddy are you there,why aren't you saying anything,I am so angry right now,I wish I had slapped him on both cheeks". "Teddy why ain't you replying?" "Teddy please talk to me(crying emoji)" "I have a lot going on in my head now, I. am stressed and depressed, you are the only one who can help me get better".

" I was trying to console my tears but I couldn't because I was lost of words, I was lost of everything. I felt like the poorest person in the world. And a shred of tears was started blowing out of my eyes like the ocean's water. He chuckled a sad smile, A smile that has so much pain in it, "and you thought that you were not good enough when you were the winner of Student of the Year Competition." he whispered. ---------------------------------------------------------+------------ ----------------+------------ happy these days.

Nico asked and I laughed. "And have you suspended? No, thank you" I replied. "You just don't seem okay, dude. You don't laugh as much as you used to and I know it's bad cause I can't remember the last time that you were on my ass to study" Nico said. I sighed. I had no idea that my state of mind that been so down bad that it had become so obvious. Yes, I was sad but at this rate it sounded like I was on walking down the path of depression.

Even my curvy lips were devoid of color. My eyes were the color of a dull washed blue. They looked like the aftermaths of a stormy night and told distant tales of sadness. I was tall compared to most of the girls. My body curved in a smooth wave which made my hips wide and my waist very slim to connect with a full round butt. Looking at my reflection every morning was something I needed to stop doing because it was one of the reasons I was depressed most of the time. Who wouldn't be depressed having a face looking like a cloud's ass? I sighed before moving away from the mirror.

Heartbreak. Cerise didn't realize that's what she's feeling at this moment. Tears stream down her face. Her stomach in twists, head buzzing and ears ringing. Her heart hurts so much and she can't seem to find a way to stop it. She forgets everything else but the pain, falling into a desperate, depressive state.

Playlist ~ James Arthur - Recovery *Captive's Home* Anna coughs out blood weakly, her whole body was aching badly. There was deep injuries all over her body that when she tries to move her body on the floor she whimpers from the pains that comes from it. She was still half-naked just as the bastard had left her before torturing her. Her eyes were puffy and red, she could barely open her eyes completely to glance around, she was feeling too weak to get herself off the floor.

hissed Pierre Zhaopardy with his squinting and piercing eyesight. “From your conversations with your elder brother yesterday night, we know you’re rather sad, gloomy, and disappointed towards your elder brother because he hasn’t been contacting you for quite several moments these days. Isn’t it?” hissed Rendy Pluto also with his sharp and stabbing eyes. Erito swallowed his saliva right into his choked throat. His depression as well as frustration were rising up again. He couldn’t repress his sadness, his gloom and his tears anymore. His tears began to flow down automatically from the brink of his glassy eyes.

Jeje said. “Suicidal?” Kartika is wondering. “A tendency to suicide. Like self-harming letting him getting beaten up like that. This happens because of a depression that he can’t feel happy anymore. He might look like a cheerful guy, but deep inside his heart, he has a sorrowful sadness buried there.” Jeje explained. ”And as you can see, he becomes like this as he is venting all of his anxiety and wrath he buried all this time. What will happen when a bully victim has a chance to bully the one who bullies him?”

I hymn lowly. Pretty obvious he awaits someone. He requires someone present before commencing the meeting. That best explains this continous and look alike never ending silence. His expression slowly softens. His gritting reduces. His foot stomp depletes. His pressure palm on the glass also softens. It unviels his unintentional made cracks. His neck weakens It appears pretty weak to with hold his heavy head. His head finally falls. It lowens disappointed and depressed. He's really sad.

Then the want to cry took over. Yes. Sobrang hirap. Halos mamatay na nga'ko noon dahil sa hirap. I had even undergone depression after that incident. I bit my lower lip hard then smiled bitterly at him. Him who had now look apologetic. "You can cry it out, Ms. Samantha. No need to stop it. Gagaan ang pakiramdam mo kapag nailabas mo na 'yang tinatago mong sakit diyan sa puso mo. Wag mong kimkimin. Mas lalo ka lang mahihirapan dahil diyan. Crying isn't making you weak, it was something that would make you feel fine. And it's something what would make you human.. and human do cry."