lie for a while with your ear against the earth

If I survive these next two weeks, it will be a miracle. A teary breakdown is pretty much inevitable at this point. I have no idea how I always manage to get everything done in time. Without sacrificing (too much) sleep. It just happens.

I know you're somewhere out there.

For once, I want to be someone else's number one. I am tired of putting my best friends first, and having all of them put their boyfriends first. I don't want to be the forgotten one anymore. I don't want to be silently, passive-aggressively angry anymore.