| Is someone writing the same letters to you? Nostalgia is a lonely road. |
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| "If you could be anything you want, I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?" |
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| Officially on the third day of Week 7.
The air seems clearer these days. Readings still piling up. Deadlines looming nearer. Too many late nights/early morning/madradrush. (I foresee more ahead) This is the third day I caught the sunrise because I didn't sleep. Started a music collaboration and hopefully something will develop this. Words don't come after a long day in lectures on the track and hours drowning in paper. But I learn how to breathe. Learning how to breathe a little easier.
This is goodbye gravity you no longer keep me grounded.
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| They never said university would be so taxing.
Week 6 holds great potential for a major meltdown.
Don't break don't break don't break just yet. |
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| It'll be better.
In any capacity, I will always. |
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