it's raining outside. im laying in my bed next to my open window where I can feel a few rain drops fall on my leg but not enough for it to actually be annoying. i exercised and already took a shower today. im listening to some songs i like and tomorrow i start university. literally everything is fine. yet I feel this gut wrenching nostalgia, this horrible desire to go back to that time even though i know i was miserable. maybe it's just the fear of going into this new huge chapter in my life. i used to be excited for it. but i don't think anything has really felt real since i graduated
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