i got in. i got in.

smile

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.

The miserable have no other medicine, but only hope.

what am i going to do if i don't get into boston?













i'm afraid.

Lying in your arms
So close together
Didn't know just what I had
Now I toss and turn
Cause I'm without you
Drive myself crazy
Thinking of you
Made a mistake
Lonely got myself to blame
Why didn't I know it
Why couldn't show it
When I had the chance

seriously.

I have yet to understand why she needs to be this way. Why she feels the need to tell me who people are like highschool was some secret society every time she sees someone she knew back then. Why no matter what the actual truth is she can twist it any way she wants to make herself look better without consequence or regard for my feelings. And how she can wear my clothes and stretch them out and then when i ask her nicely to not wear them again, get mad at me for not letting her take enough time for herself. Ridiculous. Always the victim, never responsible. I cannot live here this summer.