getting my shit together
I’ve had a fairly good day. Went to the library decently early, had a salad for lunch, treated myself with a cup of coffee, had a nice dinner (herbal soup), played an hour of sports and a run afterwards. But now I’m crying. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s all the stress that I’m facing but I’m not admitting, I don’t know. Or maybe I just wish, for once, that he picks me.













