Ever intend of waking up at three in the morning to finish an essay but end up finally awake and on tumblr at 5:30? Yeh. Oops. Time to get on that.
I care about everything and everyone, even if I don’t say or act like I do. My mind wanders at miles a minute but there’s only so much I can get out. I’m cold and tired most of the time, but I can still see you, everything about you and everyone else. But I still don’t know who I am. And even if I did, I would never tell a soul.
Figuring out a halloween costume is hard, especially two weeks before. Grr.
I’m gonna say either the little red book I bought on Friday or the teddy bear my boyfriend gave me last year.