How am I still hung up on you? I’ve never met you in person, I barely know anything about you, and yet any glimpse of your face makes me wish I could just kiss you. You most likely see me as some stranger. Heck, you’ve stopped responding to any of my twitter replies. So why fuck should I care whether you ignore me or not. You’ve done nothing to reciprocate my efforts, and have...
The City on The Hill
Here it is. My account of today’s ghastly event. The Boston Marathon. To hundreds of dedicated runners, it’s a day where months of training culminates to push them where few dare to experience. To their loved ones, it’s a day to support their own marathon runners with cheers and hugs at the finish line. For the thousands of college city in college town, it was a day of folly and...
So it seems that I haven’t really posted any texts lately. I’ve just been so busy with school/ work/extracurricular activities/attempted social life that whenever I get on my computer, I only have enough energy to scroll through tumblr and reblog. Even then, it’s still quite limited. Things haven’t really changed much. School is still difficult but the struggle is well...