Time to Deconstruct

mood: useless

I barely understand how I'm feeling right now. Every time I see a girl on campus with long, blonde hair, it's Miranda.

Everything else I really want to talk about is something I'm not allowed to say. I feel like I shouldn't keep talking about it. But I want to cry, constantly

It's midterms and I feel so alone and purposeless now that I'm done for the week. Work really may be the only thing that gets me through.

I hate being so fucking dramatic.

Currently Reading: Oryx and Crake