August 2011
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i'm bad at college.
i want to go home. i want to pet my cat. i want to cook my own food. i want to eat soup in my bathtub. i want to not have to wear shoes in the shower. i want to walk around in my underwear. i want to not be stuck in this box they call a dorm room. i want to be able to sleep. i want to stop spontaneously crying. i want to adapt. i want to be okay.
awfully passive-aggressive.
thanks for not texting me.
thanks for not giving my stuff back.
thanks for not giving a shit how i am.
thanks for doing things without me.
thanks for bragging about all the things you do without me.
oh and a real one: thanks for making me realize it’s time to start over.
love, your “best friend”
