Sometimes life becomes as depressing as the cold winds of the evening. Then comes the dark night and the night intensifies. Many do not see the dawn. Some people hold their sadness inside them for life and live on and on until death and from the far away the biggest writer turns them into real stories. We still love, at the end of the day. We live by some colourful dreams. Endless feelings and such vagabond love stories.
Depression is very bad You should always try to overcome depression and have a happy smile