You stumbled in to my life, with your wild eyes and gentle hands. You made me feel alive, and I wanted to keep you as mine forever.
College is fun – the best times of your life. Grad school is the biggest pain in the ass. And it’s a pain that you rationally and consciously chose to bestow upon yourself. I’m 25 – shouldn’t I have my life far more put together at this point? Instead, I feel like I’m teetering on the brink of insanity, from which only an IV drip of caffeine can save me.