My body cannot even process how much stress I’m under. It feels completely fine, then one day everything fucking shuts down and everything goes wrong all at once.
It’s almost as if I procrastinate EVERYTHING even my own emotions.
But again, if it weren’t for my friends and you, I’d probably be chain smoking at least a pack a day trying to cope with everything and delay the inevitable shit storm which is my life in college. I just cave every once in a while because I’m not even giving myself enough time to breathe. I actually have something to look forward to now…this is new…
But when it hits, everything goes away when I talk to you and I don’t even know how you do it, but it’s different. In a good way.