i have to remind myself that getting a gpa that isn’t 4.0 isn’t bad. it’s not worth the stress. if i can get a 3.2 with half the stress, then maybe it’s better. i’ll still get my degree, and hopefully some scholarships but i won’t make myself physically ill from worrying.
do not fall in love with people like me. i will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. i will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. and when i leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.