for some apparent reason. I dont know why. This whole week Ive wanted to just punch someone in the face. no one in particular. but then just five minutes ago I only want to sleep. for a long time. maybe until monday. then track starts. and I get to eat a lot. and run. and eat. and run. and the vicious cycle starts again.
whenever something isnt going my way. like plans falling through. or annoying people pissing me off. i just remember that. my boyfriend. is perfect. and it makes everything seem that much better.
went to Anthony's. tried to stay warm infront of the fire. gave up and went inside. went back outside. ran inside. cuddled. kisses. back outside. fire. burned a sleeping bag. almost died in Sarah's car.