i won’t need any help to be lonely when you leave me
my twenty first birthday is officially over. my boyfriend is fast asleep next to me. i am happy.
i convinced myself i didn’t want the internship either way, worrying about where to live and what it entailed. then i went to the interview and met the people and now i really really realllly want it. think i fucked up thouuugh. so that’s a no. boo.
i’m needy. i need something more.