emma jane.
this is me.
Dec 10
(via papertissue)
everyone needs to
take into account,
that there is inevitably a point at which we stop caring.
specifically college professors.
and of course, he's taken.
- him: emma send me mail.
- me: i'll send you a banana.
- him: no i want real mail. send me a hand-written letter.
- him: with a smooch at the end.
- me: (laughing) i'll see what i can do.
i'm starting to question
the point of school right now.
how are these classes helping me?
am i really learning anything?
where am i going?
what am i going to do with my life?
what if i decide not to go to vet school?
will i have to go to grad school anyway just to find a job?
what if i just want to travel and experience and laugh and live?
the end is near;
but i can’t seem to get there.
(via thechocolatebrigade)
Dec 09
Dec 08
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