slow

I miss this! who wouldn't. slow day.

I just have this thought..that is going somewhat like...TELL ME WHAT TO DO TELL ME WHAT TO DO TELL ME WHAT TO DO. Because I don't know what to do. About anything. It's like this thing...where there's too many open doors, and then you get stuck thinking about all the possibilities but no solutions and I'm afraid of a lot of things, like big dogs and being a senior and the psychology exam in 2 weeks and all my friends being haters. dunno. dunno. dunno. something like when you close your eyes and all you see are newspapers that won't stop printing and spinning your vision.

dream: I look down at my legs, and there are white spots everywhere that are actually mosquito bites that have become really dry. My ankles are super white looking too. I remember thinking..."michelle..you ashy."