the months, they don't matter, it's the days i can't take

[killed_my_buzz]

i will be home on august the seventh. i have mixed emotions about this. i want to go home. i want to pet my cat, sleep in a room by myself, stop eating pizza and frozen dinners, and take a shower in a bathroom that doesn't have shampoo all over the floor...but i also want to stay here. i want this summer to last forever. i never want to leave this wonderful, amazing, tangible boy that i've met. and he doesn't want to leave me either. washington d.c. is too far away for me to comprehend and even when we do see each other again, it won't be like this. no hand holding, no hugging, no kissing. no water guns, no late to curfew, no crappy motel rooms. no more "wink!" "STOPPIT!" and no more "fuck you!" "gladly." when i see him again, it will be as friends. and it kills me to think that maybe it would hurt less to just...forget it altogether.

i miss you all.
but i'll miss this summer more.
i get the feeling it will prove impossible to top.

and now....the true college experience: an all-nighter!