my life has literally become uni work sex sleep boy and bfran. that’s it. it’s all i can fit in. i don’t get to see my friends anymore and it fucking sucks. i miss them. i’m not even working on my venue portfolio, i’m not even searching for inspiration, i’m throwing things out because i have so much shit in this room of mine that i’ll just never have the time to get around to. and even still i’m stealing time. i’m robbing peter to pay paul. uni is falling behind, and i think sleep is about to be the next to.
i just need a breather. although it means exams…midyear break cannot come fast enough.
i think i just need to cry. just let it all out. maybe that will make me feel better. maybe then i’ll be able to sleep.
inspire the rope, throw me a lifeline because i’m drowning in an empty sea, choking on absolutely nothing.
