i was wrong, but it's over now. i hope i never lose myself like that again.

i want to withdraw from society

back to being confused and upset over this person, wtf is wrong with me

another day another bullshit from my university and our thesis

our thesis defense is done and i'm looking forward to more free time

everything's become clear now, and though it is still infuriating, it is not as bad as i believed it to be. i may remain angry for a while,

hurt and stressed because i have to rush my thesis. the fact that i haven't offed myself is a miracle.

i don't know what's happening

i don't know what's happening

i feel much better now. i think i know now what i need to do, i just wish i have enough space to do it.

i'm so incredibly fragile under the surface

idk what that was my bad

i am suddenly and violently reminded of my inability to cope like a normal person

i don't want to say it out loud (again)

in love with my isolation

went to an alt gig, lost my shit, made friends, and felt the presence of a community i've always yearned for

first semester over, which means i only need to work on my thesis. gonna throw myself to books, movies, writing, and journaling

anxious and cheated by my department's constant and overbearing powertripping

took it slow for about a week or two for a much needed break

FINALS OVER! I'M FREE