those of us who know about life//don't care about names and numbers

[perhaps_again]

at this very moment, i am purely content. despite everything that i whine about and despite a boy that i only miss when he is not here, i am happy. i love the people i spend my time with. i love spitting pearls at passing cars and i love conferences and merry christmas and i love my husband and i love my dad and i fucking love fab4. i'm failing econ and i didn't get into the only school i could possibly want to spend the next four years of my life at and the boy who i might be in love with is unhappy with me, but i want to make things better.

today feels like resolution.