via hipstapleasee

It's not the fear of wanting to let go. It's the fear of holding on.

I haven't noticed how tired I've been lately, at least until I finished my last assignment. 

I've been walking in circles and just not knowing how long I can hold on.

Coursework's been a major suppressive factor in subduing all weary emotions. 

I guess I should be thankful? 

My midterm break is coming up in two weeks, and I feel like bawling instead of rejoicing.

God, I wished I was less confusing. 

But then I wouldn't be as interesting.

And I'd hate to be boring.