That One Girl

Dear mind,

First off, if I’m going to shed a tear or 63, do it quickly. ETA, currently happening.

I am trying to get SLEEP.

A decent amount of it, even though I set my alarm to get up and watch the people who actually do like me. Or so I think. I don’t even know anymore.

Can you take a bunch of what’s going through you and first hit CTRL-C, then CTRL-X?

Please.

Since, you know, I asked you to make it Sunday about 39872347 times and you can’t do that, this is the least you can do.

:(

I have never felt this crappy after an internship day. I never thought I would either. Boy, was I wrong.

(dear whatever up there, please make that statement wrong.)