TV series: Euphoria (Euphoria). Page 1

She fell in love with every guy you ever met. No difference whether he was smart or stupid, sweet or cruel, it didn't matter. She didn't like to be alone.

She quickly realized that the world is divided into two kinds of people. Those who sit in the pedicure chair with foot bath. And those, who kneels on the other side of foot bath.

If I could become a different person, he would have been.

True love is when you can't live without someone when you would rather die than be parted. All-around extinguished, and the only important person in front of you.

One idea to strain one hundred seventy-two muscles to go through thirty steps to sit on the cold porcelain and releasing toxins, and to repeat this every day until the end of life... This thought makes the idea of living in an endless, cruel joke. But the worst thing about depression, even if you know that you can stop it.

Another feature of depression - it seems to be destroys the time. Suddenly your days become an endless cycle of suffocating. And you're trying to remember what you pleased. But your brain slowly erases all happy memories. And in the end you only think that life has always been like this. And will remain so until the end.

And then that moment comes the moment when the breath slows down. And with each exhalation, you release all of your oxygen supply. And everything freezes: heart, lungs, and finally brain. And all that you feel, and what I want you to try to forget - pales. And then, suddenly, you again give the body the air, you give it life.

In the end, every second of every day you fight your fears.