I just like the word "watermark", is all.
It seems as though I've simply blinked and half of college has gone by. It's completely terrifying.
But I am happy.
Happy strolling down Washtenaw the days after exams ended, singing to myself and smelling the scent of impending rain. Toying with the idea of youthful angst and enjoying it.
Happiness is
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