I have a serious problem of distorting reality. I could sleep with the entire planet and still feel rejected. I can see life in 3D (even though it's already in 3D). Currently, distraction is an obstruction for the construction. I should be doing two chapters worth of physics homework. Instead, I am recording my stream of consciousness (in terms of movie quotes). In dreams, emotions are overwhelming. My head is okay. It's not normal and it's never going to be. Guys seem to like my boobs. One said that they're very friendly and unpretentious. Sometimes I wear my jeans for more than a week until they're really bad. And it makes me feel closer to you. I like you because everyone else is boring and because you're different. Organization always merges back if you don't pay attention. But in terms of my room, FUCK organization.
A heart that sighs has not what it desires. Things will work out if I stop doubting that I love you.
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