snatchy

snatchin access from la biblioteca [like you even care] aniwais, its that time again for me where it just winds down. so down where you have to think about grown up things. i've been tryna put it off for so long. it's hard when you've been broken down. its ugly actually. kinda more frustrating when you don't have your own space. the ideal of temporary is slowly becoming something more long-term, dare i say permanent. but you gotta do what you gotta do. i didnt ask for all this, but i'll accept it. when i catch myself complain about the status quo, i get disgusted with myself because the truth is that things could be way worse. right? things just got to me the other day. but its all good now. ya know when you wanna conversate with someone you havent talked to in a long time? good like that. it was a late night coo.

btw dont you hate awkward glances. like when you just glance away from your eyeline & lock eyes with a stranger? & not in those romantic, "only happen in the movies" glances. but those awkward, "didnt mean to," weird-ass glances. like right now, i looked up & caught the weird dude from across the way. i hate when that happens but i couldnt help it. grrrreat.

time to DO SOMETHING.