And on Twitter and Facebook, just looking at random things. The blinds of my window are open, and the sun in pouring into my room and into my eyes, not letting me see very well. After a some time, I was strangely surprised it was doing that, since it’s a bit cloudy outside and there’s a bunch of trees outside my window. But yet, its rays sneak their way past all those clouds and branches outside my house, into my room, and on my face.

And I begin to think about just how powerful the sun is. How an immense, burning star of unfathomable proportions floating out in space, miles, light years away from our planet, manages to carry out its function and reach my measly home all the way out here, through earthly and urban debris, and into my room, to block my view. Hm.

“As for me, all I know is that I know nothing.” - Socrates

Every single day, it gets harder to carry this intolerable weight of expectations of myself and not reaching them.

This spring break is da chillest

God, I can’t wait until live on my own. I can’t fucking live with my parents sometimes, I wish very strongly that they change.

Sex is pretty awesome and all, but I would much rather have the event of me having sex be private and stay within my friends, than have it be known to a bunch of people like it’s not a big deal at all.