"so whisper/and tell me where I went wrong..."

today was uneventful enough.


I learned why sleeping through Economics is good when I stayed awake all hour for the first time this semester. You see, sleeping through boring classes prevents ink poisoning:





yeah, it also wraps all the way around. pretty extensive.


...


and I seem to be spending another evening fucking up a particular friendship for the 341478239th time now. blah. I need to just not exist.


these nightly emotional breakdowns are getting really old really fast.