the nostalgic days when I want to move back home. I really really just want the comfort of my mom every day. I miss that so much. it seems as if the easier it is to make me happy, the further away it seems. the ball IS always in my court, I'm just at a loss right now. identifying the problem is so simple, finding a solution is so simple, putting myself to the test is where I'm stuck. I'm only mad because this is all so petty. I know none of this will matter in a year, but the more I look at the bigger picture, maybe it will matter.

it's a thursday night. I have a headache. I should get some sleep.