When I wake up I can still pretty much smell the people and hear them talking, but it's like I'm just watching it fade away in front of me. Today I'm sure it has a lot to to with the fact that I am manic about an exam I have in 12 hours that I did not one minute of preparing for (even missed half of the lectures).
Also probably somewhat to do with my current endeavor into Sylvia Plath again. She always helps me to feel a bit off my rocker.
I want a pretty life.
via eletheowl
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