Home.

My lack of time is ridiculous.
There are so many things I need to put into words but I'm too busy memorizing details about earthquakes.
Hopefully with this break I will have a chance to put my thoughts in order and get them written out before finals begin.
Moving will resume upon returning...for the second time, and I'm sure there will be funnier events and more disappointment. Ah college.

I will not being seeing you.

Eleven eleven

Good luck is a completely foreign subject.

Each time, I'm becoming a little less disappointed. I feel like with each person I can detach within a matter of minutes. I'm stuck between whether that's a good thing or a bad thing.

Everything on my mind is impartial. It never can simply be good or bad. It is what it is. The lack of emotion in my life is exhausting.

But don't worry, it has all been said before. Every annoyance followed with bland words. I fully believe I am losing my voice.

Thank you.

Life

What am I doing with my life?

Honestly I would love to know.