Four Years of Philly.

I want a new life. So badly.

Beliee dat.

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I want someone to be my friend for the wrong reasons. He shouldn’t even entertain the idea, so part of me hopes he doesn’t. The other part just smacked the first part though. 

True as far as I’m aware. 

True as far as I’m aware. 

Stefan, click on me, please! 

Stefan, click on me, please! 

are you going to the beatles: the lost concert" movie when it comes out next month?
Anonymous

I didn’t even know that was a real thing, but on further investigation I’d have to say that I really would like to go. I’m sort of stuck in a crap spot though, because my options are to go alone or to drag my boyfriend who has proven to be utterly miserable at movies he’s not interested in. I promised myself I wouldn’t do that again, because it’s not worth the mental and emotional stress. BUT it’s a Philly-weekend (and further, my “graduation” weekend) so I’d have to find a way to either sneak off for a few hours by myself to go to the Ritz to see it, or I can’t go. I feel like I sacrifice a lot sometimes in terms of not doing what I want on account of it being a Philly-weekend and hosting le bf, so maybe it would be best if I disappeared for a few hours. He could do the same if he so chose, right? 

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They don’t last forever, but when they do roll around, they hit hard.

They don’t last forever, but when they do roll around, they hit hard.

Still unable to sleep, still contemplating life decisions. Scared by what I am thinking lately. Left the safety of comfort tonight, now alone and cold in a shitty place. Still not sure what I want, need to decide soon. Will survive somehow regardless.