The higher you build walls around your heart, the harder you fall when someone tears them down.
starting now.
Right now, I’m going back to fall term Annie. The Annie where I was the person that I actually liked. I hate spring term Annie. She sucks. So, right now, I’m having a positive outlook again. I’m not complaining, I’m not bitching, and I’m staying happy.
That is all
fall to pieces
I’m so close to being done with my freshman year, and it’s getting harder. Things… things yeah, have been hard. But I’m getting through it, cause I’m tough and holding on. And I can do it, but… it’s so hard. I never thought some things would be happening, but… they are. and it’s hard. and tough being supportive of somethings that my friends are deciding to do- but it is their life.
And now, I’m writing a history paper, and then going to class. After class, it’s time to sleep, and just be stressed out pretty much for a week.
Mike leaves in like a week, and saying goodbye to him is going to be the hardest thing…. honestly.
I am not broken.
our love was so comfortable, so broken in.


