but so are all of us, so is everything.
I haven't even tried writing in so long... I'm useless, sorry.
But this isn't for you anymore, or her, or him.
It's for me and what's coming, and it's a tiny space for me to try and figure out what's inside.
And I know I'm not making sense, but that's because I went somewhere, and got a bit lost, but I am back now, I hope.
School is actually okay, so far, in a way, there's too much maths, but I've kind of been keeping up for once, which is a change. And weekends are amazing. There was a bollywood party, and a day involving the consumption of one hundred dumplings, and another with an overpriced movie ticket with a surprisingly unconsequential, but mildly awkward, movie.
