Sometimes I don’t feel like I’m the sweetheart I used to be. My thoughts are becoming more bitter. Is this being an adult or is this a problem?

People I went to high school with are talking about how their babies are growing up and I’m just over here like… my cat is growing up.
spending the day with the pup.
why am I only photogenic when mom takes the picture?

it really is a shame that I have to be proud of myself for the amount of homework I accomplished tonight. can I keep this motivation, please? ♥

you know what would be cool… a pause button for my anxiety. I totally fucking promise I will freak out about a problem if you let me do it when I can fix said problem. :D

I guess I have to definitely move home this summer.

The good news is that it puts me closer to my… closer friends. (That’s not to say there won’t be people down here I won’t miss.) And maybe the change of scenery will be a good thing for me.

But I don’t know… it just seems weird.

i never think of good ‘selfsie’ captions. ><

I need to be reunited with my bed. I guess I’ll grab my notebook and write half-conscious bullshit until I pass out. It’s apparently my recent bedtime ritual.

my spring break = a week off of school doing the same shit I do… when I’m not at school normally.