i'm sitting here waiting for this candle to burn all the way to the sides so that i don't lose any wax. i need to leave, but i can't because then the candle will be unattended. i'm at that point in my cycle where i start questioning everything, where i am bored and aimless. i need a hobby or a goal and the summer is already a month over. i can only hang out and then hang out and then hang out again making inane revelations about life for so long. i need to be playing softball or answering telephones or taking photographs.

my skin is peeling and it's gross. i want my boyfriend to visit me in europe next spring but that requires more than love and somehow i've convinced myself i can do it. that we can save up money for him to take a plane over and stay with me. it just seems like london is something i'll want to share with him, once i'm settled in. i suppose that's some kind of good sign.

this is dumb but sitting around postponing plans to be outside while i wait for a fucking too-expensive candle to burn all the way to the sides is probably dumber. so.

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