school starts tomorrow, and i'm exhausted and not fully prepared, and i've just gotten back from laguna and it was perfect, except he's gone now for 9 months.
am i the only person who likes the mystery of not knowing who will be in every class, and is excited for the first time you enter the class and see the most amazing random people in there with you?
i passed his street the other day even though i told myself i would drive a different way. he leaves in 2 weeks.
i want to feel infinite and i want to be a part of something bigger. and i want my life to mean something, and i'm babbling, and i'm confused
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