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mal is awake and home and the school has lost 6 copies out of 11 and has only given her five of her exam papers (ans) and she literally doesnt know what to feel rn
i can’t help it, but i feel tired. i wish i didn’t, i wish i knew what to do. i am here and you are three thousand miles away and the universe is always always expanding.
i am wracking my brain for solutions. if i could just tell you, but maybe i’ve been saying it wrong. if i could be closer, but i don’t know if i can. if i didn’t need so much...
or, it’s not a matter of need, i suppose. it is wanting. i want you around, i want to talk to you about stupid things and listen to you talk about your day, i want to be next to you and rest my head on your shoulder and hold you close.
the thoughts, they come and they go. maybe i am being too selfish. i should be thinking more about you (you occupy my every thought) and what you need. i don’t know what you’re going through, and maybe i don’t need to, and i should just be there for when you need me. a lighthouse, a beacon to remind you where home is (unless it’s a different place now?)
maybe i am pushing too hard. i should back off, give you your space, let you come to me if you want to. move slowly, don’t startle or scare off. but i can only stay away for so long, a day or a week at most, and then there is something that screams at me to be shared with you and i cave. how many times have i made this resolution. how many times have i broken it.
i promised you once that i would try to remember, you know. but you know me and i have such a bad memory and my mind plays tricks on me and it is difficult to remember myself sometimes.
i don’t want to lose you. i couldn’t bear to leave you. but i don’t think i could stand resenting you either.
i trust you. i don’t think you would ever hurt me on purpose. but the universe is spinning out of our control and i guess we both need to make our peace with it. i don’t know. i’ll try to figure it out. promise.
I just deleted 3,000+ emails without reading any of them
“Did you finish your essay?”
“Yes.”
“Alright you can finally rest and take a break from all your work.”
“Nope. I have to turn it in tomorrow at 8am so sadly I will not be sleeping tonight.”
“That’s unhealthy, just set an alarm. Get some sleep.”
“Mhm. I’ll make sure to stay healthy for the night by sleeping and then becoming extremely stressed out and unhealthy for the next couple of days after missing the 8:10am deadline. Makes sense to me.”
I'm pretty sure whenever financial aid comes through I'm getting another tattoo.
no work
I have no idea what to do with myself when I don't have work.
So I guess I'll just put all the kahlua in my coffee.
Is it wrong to leave work two hours early so I can get to the Mumford and Sons concert on time, rested, and maybe even showered?