I remember how batshit crazy some people are.
I’m not on tumblr much anymore, but I have better things.
I’m applying to the schools of my dreams and have lived my dreams.
I’ve yelled over beautiful mountains in Italy and drank cappucinos and wrote in a cafe in Paris.
Fuck. Parisian guys were hitting on me and I convinced them that I was European.
I partied on Bastille Day,
Did urban exploration of Oxford.
I’m now a scientist and mathematician at a school where I’m noticed.
Sometimes life is still shit, but it’s better and that’s all I can ask for.
So I’m glad I moved, and now I’m on reddit and instagram where I seem to matter.
I miss some of you, but I’m sorry, if you’re from my real life, I used to miss three of you and now I maybe miss one.
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