Sleep is the cousin of death

[bitterbeginings]

I will never be the person any of you think I can be.

Everything is my fault.
Everything I do is wrong.
Forgive me for not being perfect.

I'm too tired to study.
I'm too stressed to sleep.
Too much school + not enough sleep = frustration and crying.

Fuck you for making me cry.

I have become disillusioned by Calc III. This isn't fun anymore. I hate math now.

I still have history. It's still interesting.
Do I hear a change in major?
Maybe.
Fourth times a charm.