a s h l e y
twenty-two, looks sixteen.
caffeine & video games.
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?
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
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 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.