i love how once you get a couple of weeks into summer the days start running together and time doesn't really exist anymore. six o' clock at night feels like two in the afternoon and the night still seems young at 2 AM. even though i know in the back of my mind that everything is about to change right now i feel more stable than i have in a long
so its weird how we can spend so much time over analyzing unimportant scenarios and invent witty comebacks for everything HOWEVER in emergency situations all I do is scream and wonder if i'm going to wake up in a second. i hate the one train. i always hated going in between cars. my leg is swollen. guh.
the past three weeks has basically just been one long party with a few brief interruptions for sleep, and sobriety. i miss having energy and looking at least halfway decent sometimes.