like the last time .
soundtrack: some asian song // thoughts: are exahusted
developed a strange obsession with walking past very expensive shops (like tiffany) and considering spending half the contents of my bank account on something inside. then i slap myself (internally) and pull myself away.
falling over myself with all the work i have to do and realising that if i actually learned something at the beginning of the year it wouldn’t be so bad. but at least i’m trying.
should be so lucky to make it out of all this alive.
and can’t seem to stop thinking about… all the times you used to make me smile