I’ve worked myself into such an emotional state, so often that I do.
I don’t know what to do with myself
I’m so homesick and in love and antsy
I’m constantly anxious about whether or not the path I am on will take me where I would like to be
I miss people almost every minute of every day yet finding the energy to go see them is nearly impossible
TV characters captivate me in a way that I can’t explain; let me be there please
"You can’t breathe and you can’t kill it, that’s the funny thing about nature."
It’s gunna be a funny year all over again and I just want to cross the giant ocean between the me now and the me of my end.