Wear me like a locket around your throat, I'll weigh you down, I'll watch you choke.
Leaving in an hour.
Think there's something wrong with me, seriously, and don't know what it is.
This time tomorrow, we'll be there and I couldn't be less enthused.
Haven't had any real sleep in ages. I miss it.
I miss you.
I miss living.
Might update again before I leave, don't expect another one until Thanksgiving or the day after.
Xo.
