I really just want it to be next semester so I can study psychology. And when people ask me what I go to school for the conversation can go like this:
"So what are you going to school for?"
"Psychology."
"Oh, you want to be a psychologist?"
"Nah I just wanna learn to fuck with peoples' minds in a more scientific manner."
And then the conversation can die and I'll be amused.
Anyway, I'm happy. 'Cause although I didn't get my pixel hug, I got something better. He said he missed talking to me too. So that's nice. Hopefully tomorrow things can change, but I'll keep my expectations low so as to not be disappointed. Also, he told me a story. And he talked about me to other people. Which is very nice.
Also I realized that I trust everything everyone says until I'm on my own and then I'm like "They were probably fabricating that whole story." And then I get bitter and angry. It's completely ridiculous, really. Because I know it's just my paranoia. Which is usually what makes me sad and depressed and hate everything and everyone.
But uhm, I should have done homework. I should be doing homework. I should stay up and do my homework. However I am not going to do that, so goodnight.
P.S. I think it's funny how I can think that he doesn't care about me at all one day, and then really believe everything he says and know that he loves me the next. Well, not know. If there's one thing that I know, it's that you can't know anything for sure. (Paradox, amazing.) But I really believe he loves me.
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