“You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shovelled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.”
Finally done with my history assignment, but I don't think it's a job well done........ History drains so much energy out of me I don't know why sigh. Anyway, I'm (kinda) looking forward to school tomorrow/today because there's morning circle with Marshall and the 1 hour of free time! Not forgetting that tomorrow's Fridaaaaaaay = school starts late and ends early :)
only thing that's on my mind now is the T3a that i've yet to do. Haven't even logged onto the website to check out my profile picture HAHAHAHA sighhh.
aiite it's late and i'm sleepy, goodnight!
