Drowning in self pity

How masochistic we are

I torture myself with you

It was really hard for me to decide whether or not to post in here.

I feel like no matter what I say is going to come off angsty and stupid so I'm trying to avoid that. 

I almost hit a deer driving home today and thought it was a huge dog.  I considered getting out of my car and trying to pet it but I decided it was too cold outside.

I did have an excellent dream the other night in which I did it with my impossible crush on a boat of a beautiful beach somewhere tropical.  Fantastic.

I'm dreading going back to school. I don't want a new fucking roommate, don't want classes, and midterms, and finals, and reviews, and homework, and setting my alarm to wake up, and never seeing my friends, and being miserable.

Summer, please come to me.

Is winter almost over yet? My skin is not having a good time with you, frigid cold air.