it's taking all of my concentration and willpower not to go into my closet or car and scream my lungs out. There are so many things, too many things I cannot deal with right now but must since it's so close to graduation. There's nothing more I'd rather do than have a true weekend where I'm not doing 5 hours of homework each day that allegedly is used for "resting". It'd be nice to sleep on a real bed, too.
Fuck English and the senior project.
and fuck fruitless efforts.
love
