I think it’s a really good thing that my schedule is so full.
Between my internship, work, classes, and the lovely friends who make me socialize, I have NO time to do what I really want to be doing. Laying in bed, being sad.
It can be frustrating when I almost nod off at work because I’m not sleeping well. At some point I’ll get my moping time. I need that to heal and there’s nothing wrong with that. My problem is falling into that space and refusing to leave. Now I don’t have a choice, and that’s the best thing for me right now.
It is night: now do all gushing fountains speak louder. And my soul also is a gushing fountain.
That’s the problem with putting others first; you’ve taught them you come second.
I did a stupid thing.
I underestimated how much it would hurt to see you. I went for it and now I’m paying the price.
My boss is awesome.
Today he helped me get a job, took me out on his motorcycle, took me out to dinner, and now we’re getting foot reflexology.
What is my life?