the weak flesh

melting away šŸ‘

i leave tomorrow. more people smacking gum next to me on the plane, then having to railroad myself into the nonstop cafeteria of classes again. i wish more than anything that i had literally any other disorder instead of this. everything is so fucking impossible to live through and i think i'm really at my limit, it's so unbearable and medication does barely anything to blunt it...

i had a really good time here, though. we shared so many happy little moments, so many hugs. we painted together, built legos together, went on fun little walks. if i can force myself through life, i can get more of this. that's the only thing keeping me going anymore