felt like ranting about meaningless things so here i am ranting about meaningless things:
i love early mornings but i never wake up to see them because i know my family will make a big deal out of a slight change in my routine, which just discourages me from ever doing it again.
i have a bad habit of compulsively thinking of depressing poetry and writing it down, only when i need to focus on something more important. like my maths exam, which now has lines upon lines of shitty poetry crammed between quadratic equations and polynomials that my teacher took marks off for.
i hate waking up on school mornings but refuse to go to bed on school nights. i won’t let my body fall asleep. i need to savour every moment i have where i’m not in school, even if that means cutting into my needed hours of sleep. even if that means not sleeping at all!
i am obsessively in love with flynn rider/ eugene fitzherbert. obsessively.