Who’s still up
Who’s still up
As much as I enjoy the comfort of these late, quiet nights, I’d very much like to sleep.
Come on, insomnia.
You gotta work with me here.
Only thing I miss about being in a relationship is being able to go to brunch.
I miss brunch.
You can’t have brunch by yourself without people staring.
I know this is odd considering she’s just the pretty girl in my class but whenever I see her smile or whenever I feel her arms wrapped around me when i hug her, i cant help but feel happy. Its not like I’m not in love with her nor do I have any strong feelings for her other than a simple form of attraction. Im simply in love with the idea of being in a relationship with a woman like her. Im in love with the thought of spending time with her in a romantic setting that takes us away from the mundane mood of a college classroom.
That doesn’t make me crazy, does it? To be so deeply infatuated with an imaginary relationship with this girl that i find myself lost in not her eyes but within my own imagination. Hell, i barely know the girl. But for some reason, the idea of being in a relationship with this person seems perfect within my mind.
I really hope I’m not just being crazy.
So I was outside having a smoke and my neighbor decided to put a fucking mannequin on the side of their house peaking over a wall. And I swear, I had a minor heart attack thinking it was slender Man.
I literally ran inside right after.
Couldn’t even finish my smoke, dude…
That’s the last time I play horror games at 2 in the morning…