this city's made us crazy

and we must get out.


i'm tired and i'm sick and i'm aching and i'm sleep-deprived and i'm enslaved to my own obligation
and i missed yina's flight out and wont be seeing her. for. a. year.

the only consolation today: found two oooh so lovely nice shirts, and my hair decided to behave

other than that its just been so sucky and irritating i wish i dint go out today.
maybe its just my fault for not being understanding, or accommodating enough, or tolerant enough.