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I am stuck in a tree.
I am a caterpillar
and this is my tree.
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A week with meat.
But I don’t feel so free.
Who are we?
We must’ve forgotten.
I think I know how you feel now.
It’s sad.
A tad disconnected
from the Tumblr world.
It’s honestly been a matter of time management,
Which I’m not the best at.
Thus, blogging has been put on a hold for me.
But I don’t like it.
I’m going to look back and realize
That I never documented these modified times in my life.
I hope that changes
2012.
(Source: allprettydreams, via waitahotminute)
I’ve been reduced
to books and assignments,
Letting life pass right by me
And I don’t like it.
I wish I could go back,
But then I’d be remorseful,
However, if I stay,
I may go insane.
Who am I?
I am having an identity crisis.
You should know
That I love you
And it kills me to see you so sore.
Homework
It bothers me.
An average four hours of sleep a night is no fun.
And I am losing touch with my mental health because of this.
