I just want to go to sleep tonight and wake up on graduation day, where everything will be figured out. I hate falling into patterns, letting myself get into routines.

Everyday. Late to school, early to work, blurry night, no sleep.

I try so hard to surround myself with other people after dark, but I can’t remember the last time I felt (or even wanted) a connection… to anyone. I lack identity.

“I want real human moments.”
Jesus, I need a cigarette so bad.