When my best friend & I take a shot that we know...
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ournewfreedom: I’m proud of the distance tennis and soccer players run.
My roommate comes out of nowhere saying “Oh, can I have the parking permit next quarter”. And I’m from norcal, where he’s from west covina. 20-40 minutes away. I try to tell him that I can’t just give up the spot like that, and he says “but you’ve had it for two quarters, it’s only fair”. What the fuck are you talking about. I don’t give...
Tough to sleep with a lot on the brain. But it’s not a jumble of sadness or disappointment like it could be. More so a stream of thoughts; all starting with a bittersweet “maybe”. Maybe there’s something else I need to do. Maybe I should focus my energy elsewhere. Maybe I’m meant for more. But it’s hard to avoid that overwhelming and suffocating...