is this a waltz?

a) still awake

b) I’m such a JERK

please fuck off with your bullshit, Cambridge. and for once this means fellow students, as well as the institution itself.

I feel like I’m fucking exhausting to be around and I wonder why anyone still bothers

but I mean reading back some of my late-night diary entries is scary as hell

I shouldn’t stay up like this IĀ know it’s bad for me

be better. do better. GOD

beingĀ scared is scary. feeling this frustrated with myself is frustrating. I am apparently a tautology this evening

but reaching out is scary, and really I just need to get my act together, considering how badly I appear to be dealing with real-life human contact today