But when am I really even here?

Like 32 days?


The end of February is almost the toughest part of the school year. The work is so time consuming and overwhelming. I decided to just chill; take every assignment as it comes and just do my best. Though this is the beginning stages of the "beginning of the end", i.e. graduation, I'm pretty calm.


I learned how easy it is for me to un-attach myself from something/someone; just stop thinking about it! Move on and occupy yourself with something else. I'm unattached and moving slowly, but what if that "something else" will come back and bite me in the ass? What if it'll be too late for me to explain? I would be left empty handed. I'm a mess. Just messy as hell.


I know I need to get my priorities straight,

but it's so hard to even think straight when I'm doing this all alone. I really do admire independent people because on the surface, everything looks so maintained, but the whole time, they're torn apart. It's like a movie. I know I'm the same way.


I don't take myself that serious..at least I don't think I do. So why should I take anyone else serious?

I ask myself a lot of rhetorical questions. Truth is, I have too much bottled up..putting it into words is the hardest part.



..anyway!

I love youuu. YOU. you. YOU. you.