My friend and I spent 5 hours at a coffee shop perfecting some homework assignment. I left feeling semi-accomplished and smelling like burnt coffee. She told me that she felt really happy and that she could be "comfortable" around me even though she can't usually around other people--joke around, be herself and such. We haven't known each other for that long, but I get that a lot for some reason. I'm not sure how comfortable I feel in most cases, but I'm glad that people can be comfortable around me.
I hate myself. I tried to move all of the pictures of Soybean into a separate album because they were taking over my phone, but I ended up deleting them instead. :(
I'm kind of tired, so we'll end this here. Go listen to this because it's good.
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