Some days.

Some days I feel like I'm not going to make it.
Some days I have complete clarity.
Some days I go through the motions.
Some days I do everything with purpose.
Some days I just cry.
Some days I can't stop smiling.
Some days I feel like I don't matter.
Some days I want to quit.
Some days I feel the world on my chest.
Some days I can't breath.
Some days I am barely alive.

But everyday I survive.
I guess that's the important part, eh?

Thoughts on Things

Today I showered in the dark. It was very relaxing.

I punched a boy in the face yesterday. It was rude and I apologized, but it felt great.

Boyfriend is going to Switzerland and I am happy for him, but also very nervous for the summer. A month and a half is a long time, and he is not the best at staying in touch while away. Everything will be ok, but I'm still anxious.

I am going to Brazil for two weeks in May and I am excited/nervous/pumped/freaked out.

I really like Pomplamoose radio on Pandora.

Alejandro looks pompous as shit right now. All up on his rock with his head in the air. Awesome.

I bought my sister the best birthday present I've ever been able to get her in like, ever. I'm really proud that I can finally afford to get her something nice.

I am going to go be with my friends now, cheers!