So I just want to cry - because I'm a girl, maybe. Because I'm unhappy.
It's nothing specific as it is a little bit of everything, and I forgot the semester was like this: tiring. That's only making it worse, but it's not really the root of why I'm just...nebulously unhappy. Indistinctly dissatisfied.
Then I feel ungrateful. I know I'm lucky. I know I have a lot to be thankful for.
But right now I just want to be a little miserable and cry until my chest hurts.
And I'll be okay. And it's not your duty to fix me. It's just...
Life, sometimes.
Life, sometimes, just makes me unhappy.
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