Don't tell me. Don't tell me. Don't tell me.

Today was interesting.
I want to yell and scream. But I am interestingly calm. I can't believe my car doesn't even look like it was fixed. Because it probably wasn't fixed properly. And I am alive and safe, which is good. I just hate that I wasted basically 5 car payments on fixing the bumper only to have it break 2 days later. I feel like running away and not thinking about anything. But I am in the beginning of the end of my college career and I can't stop thinking about everything.

I don't know what people want from me anymore. I am struggling to know why people from my past keep resurfacing and complicating things. So I'll just keep moving forward and let the past either catch up or fall away.

Off topic: its nice to speak my mind. And its also nice to have somebody care. The new year may be spiraling downward, but I'll just keep looking up.

This post is rather jumpy and rather reflective of the musical choice, or vice-versa. I think this is probably my favorite song from Tegan and Sara's new album. It's lyrics are simple and perfect. Plus, I am a sucker for repetition and rhyme.

I need to go to sleep. I keep waking up every few hours because my dreams are out of control. But that's another post for another time. Sleep wins.