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“I don’t know if I’d yell through a megaphone to tell people not to say ‘bossy’.” --Larry Wilmore, The Nightly Show
Wednesday was a good day :)
Srs
So I lost my voice today cause I was coughing so much yesterday. Today kinda sucked too. I won’t go into details because gross but yeah. I’m starting to feel a little better though. I’m hoping I’ll be cured soon though cause I have a test on Monday.
But Eme and I have been talking a lot this afternoon/evening/night/morning and it’s nice. Like we’ve talked about a lot of serious stuff and it’s nice cause neither of us judge the other if we disagree and we just listen to the other’s side. So it’s been nice to just talk about stuff. Nothing is awkward with us either. We even briefly discussed whether I would ever wear a strap on or not.
But anyways, I’m gonna get back to my Switched at Birth marathon. But before I go, I wanna mention that Unfounded Trust, the fic I wrote for the Phandom Big Bang, is at 180 notes! Like if it could hit 200 before my birthday next month, that would be awesome!
Calm.
I'm too stressed. I need spring break to start already fml. I need to find my chill or something lmao 😤😧 f this chem olympiad test. F this calc test. F this essay tomorrow. F the upcoming chem midterm. I have to seriously relax 😂😬
when the world is ending,
when the world is ending, your bones are rumbling. when you nap, you can feel your body go this pulsating numb. your stomach drops and drops and never hits the ground. wrap yourself up in every nice message you ever got. sleep comfortably. your apocalypse has happened before
this is just the baby the old one is birthing.
you are a colossus. you knock out bridges and burn them like your fingernails are matches. too hot to touch. to me, forgetting tastes sweet. forgetting is sugar. if you need to, go ahead. if you want to headbutt that shit into the next millennium, please. do.
create gardens you never plan to plant, or you never even planted
and soothe your skin with shower water and words i love you your pouncing heart is a god you authored your fucking story (don’t let anyone ghostwrite their name) you, destroyer, destroyed, builder, when the world is ending--
breathe.
Dream On - Aerosmith
#personal
im currently having a crisis because of this video http://davebiab.tumblr.com/post/109891624940/i-very-rarely-get-angry-but-this-is-one-of-the and i have biology to do but if im never going to need to know lactic acid fermentation in the future then why do i need to do it now, you know? and i also recently told one of my friends (their name will be bob just because) about my whole “maybe depression maybe not depression but it might be depression because you think about killing yourself” thing and that i meet with the psychiatrist at my school almost every week. i mean he took it well and he said that he went through a time where he hated everything and wanted to die and that he went to talk to a therapist but he said it didnt help (which totally fucked with me because getting an official diagnosis (which would require me to talk to a therapist bc the phychiatrist at my school cant give me a diagnosis) was the last step in my plan) and he’s not answering any of my texts which were about the biology and asking him if he’s okay with me talking to him about my problems and i dont know why he’s not replying. is he avoiding me? idk because sometimes i feel like our friendship is a little bit one sided because he never really starts the texting conversations and idk, its a mess. i dont know what to do with myself.