Bye-bye, love! Bye-bye, happiness! Hello, APUSH Test! I feel like I’m gonna die.

Enya is my spirit animal.

So someone I know took a video of me today from a pretty long distance away. Later, she proceeded to show me the video. I take one look and say, “I don’t think that’s me. I wasn’t wearing white pants.”

And then I realized, they were not white pants. They were my legs.

True story.

If I make a mark on my arm every time I laugh in a day, I can look down at it when I feel sad and remember all the things that made me smile. Maybe then, I won’t feel sad anymore.

When you get on the bus and it’s filled with extremely attractive tattooed guys and you feel like simultaneously laughing and crying.

Lonely traveler by the window,
empty seat beside him.
Never sure of where he’s going
with his long, braided hair behind him.
Beard down to his navel
and spaced with rubber bands.
His tongue has many tales to tell,
so say his weathered hands.
He taps his fingers on his bag
an inconsistent beat.
He wears a leather jacket,
though he cannot stand the heat.
The glasses that lay across his nose
are fogged by smudges and cracks.
Drinks from the bottle in his hand
to replace the love he lacks.
A passenger on his own ship,
a rougher sea he sails.
Waiting for something he doesn’t know,
he bites his unfiled nails.
Lonely traveler by the window,
empty seat beside him.
Drinks from the bottle in his hand
to forget what he’s left behind him.

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