Don't expect an ending just yet, sometimes really great stories come in pieces :D

"The grass is always greener on the other side," muttered a determined Gwyn. She sat completely still on the white plaster walls of the kitchen, passed by its inhabitants as an unnoticed speck. Her huge, gooey eyes remained glued to her destination and her small, paper-thin wings buzzed eagerly as she waited to launch into flight. And today I will make it to that other side, she finished mentally.
Her destination in fact wasn't really green, or even grass for that matter, but a shiny silver can. Its insides were lined in a filmy black bag, full of nothing more than delictable trash. Images of soggy apple cores, moldy orange peels, stale bread slices and cracker crumbs flooded the hungry little fly's mind. Gwyn's mouth began to water, as she began to count down.
Five.... Four.... Three.... Two...-
Before she could even imagine a "one" a humongous orange paddle came swinging at her, breaking her free of her day dreams. Gwyn escaped the weapon, but just barely. Now hiding in the corner of the room behind the kitchen table, she observed her attacker.
Holding the paddle was an enormous monster. In the tiny eyes of Gwyn the creature was hundreds of stories high, with an unhappy scowl and chubby, flailing arms.
"EEEEE," the creature screeched. Unevenly placed on both sides of her head was a pigtail, decorated with two unmatching bows.

And no I haven't finished yet, SORRY....

Someone smart kinda told me this.

"Silence isn't always golden,
and 'by-myself' isn't always easy.
If the quiet makes it easier to think, then tell me this-
what if you're left with thoughts you don't want to think?
You don't know what you got 'til it's gone isn't necessarily true.
You know exactly what you got from the start- truth is, you don't know how much you'll miss it until you're actually MISSING it.
"It's my fault and I'm sorry" isn't always true either- not until you mean it.
And even then, it's not always acceptable.
And when you're willing to do anything to make up for it, there's always one thing you can't do no matter how much you're willing-
Let it go."

A detailed definition of depression

Depression is that little voice, nagging away in the dark of your mind, hiding behind all the negative thoughts and numerous fears. It's the disappointed reflection staring you down in the mirror, and the always unsatisfied desire to be something so much different.
Depression is that girl surrounded by so many friends that can't help but feel very alone; she watches them with sad and unnoticed eyes, dreaming of their attention but afraid to go after it. For her, it's not so difficult to back into a corner and watch her life pass before her like a ghost. She feels much more like the stranger or the outsider than the main character of her story.
Depression is the exhaustion from trying too hard, and never feeling successful. It's dissatisfaction without determination- it's the desire to give up after realizing things will never brighten up.

There's the friend...

There's the friend we can't help but want to sing in public with; and that friend we don't mind singing in front of.

There's that friend you can pour your heart out to, and in return they'll let you  in on their heart. 

There's the friend your so jealous of 'cuz she's so beautiful, the same friend that won't own up to it already!

There's the friend you can't imagine your life without, and your memories together are imprinted into your mind so hard that no matter how many times you hit your head you'll never forget.

There's that one friend who's made you laugh SO many times you're just looking at her and you can't help but break out into a smile.

There's the friend who'll sometimes seem a little clingy but you still love her to absolute pieces... and, yes, vice versa....

There's that friend with so many problems she could write her own series of math books, and yes you've heard EVERY ONE OF THEM. 

There's the one friend who talks so much you can't help but feel like the shy humble one, and the friend who'll never talk that makes you feel like the loud and annoying one.

There's always going to be that one friend who HAS to be in charge, and even though it ticks you off a bit you can't help but follow her 'cuz you love her that much.

There are those friends you love like sisters, and that one special friend that when he talks with you your heart skips a beat and your face flushes red.

Time to time there's the friend you turn your back to, and later you guys are laughing together again- these are the most forgiving of friends. 

There's the friend you're alike in every single way (thinking we were secretly twins in another life....) and the friend you have nothing in common with but some how you never fight.

There's those small secrets and cute inside jokes you share with certain friends that others will never find out.

There's the friend you pass notes with in class, and the friend you pass notes with between classes. 

There's always that one friend where you can't help but scream "I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN FOREVER!" even though it's been only half an hour. 

There's that group of friends you will not leave until everyone's given you a hug- and I mean EVERY ONE.

There are those friends you can pig out in front of and not feel guilty, then there are those friends you won't eat with at all because you're so afraid of their opinions. 

There are those friends who are super sensitive... and those friends who'll forget you can be a little super sensitive yourself.

There's at least one friend (or every friend) you know who's mind is so sick and twisted you can no longer call yourself innocent. 

And then there's the one awkward friend who stands out like a peacock among chickens, and even though it's so obvious, if someone says a word you will personally tear their head off.

And of all these friends there's not one I'm ashamed of.