I look to television shows for comfort. As a means of escaping reality. For days on end I would drown myself in characters and their relationships. Sam. Dean. Stiles. Scott. Phoebe. Rachel. Ross. Joey. Chandler. Monica. The list goes on and on. Truthfully, the real world scares me. It requires so much effort I am left an empty shell by the end of the day. At night, I let these shows take me to places I’ve never even imagined going. Fighting demons. Being a werewolf. Living in NYC.
And I guess, these shows help me deal with the real issue.
EVERYBODY ON THIS WEBSITE IS GETTING MORE AND MORE SMOOTH AND FLIRTATIOUS WHAT IS HAPPENING AND WHY ISN’T IT HAPPENING TO ME?
Why do I feel like this is becoming a meme or was a meme and I just never realized it and and and. WHY ISN’T IT HAPPENING TO ME?
Shoot me any questions you have about Boston University!
I’ll be training to become a tour guide come this Spring, so maybe you’ll see me around too!
I’m currently a Sophomore at Boston University on the Pre-Med track. I am a Psychology major in College of Arts and Sciences, but I’m trying to transfer into Sargent College to major in Human Physiology.
I am also currently in Madrid, Spain studying abroad in the Madrid Science Program as well…
Classy Red Piano in Charles de Gaulle Airport (CDG) in Paris.
I’ll miss being able to casually drink without being carded or worrying if anyone’s watching. It’ll be a couple of more years…
I have to stop letting people rule over my life. Why do I just let it happen?
Why the fuck are you so good at making me feel like I’m always in the wrong?
You know what? I’m sick and tired of being strung around. I’m done.
A friend is not a friend indeed when they leave you alone in your time of need.
As I started describing the person of my dreams, I realized I was just describing you… And it hurt a little, knowing you were unattainable and out of my reach. Yet there you were right in front of me.
It feels like shit. When you feel like you’re only there to be used. Tossed aside. And I’m pretty sure we went over the fact that we hate being used. She was right. The reason why you use people without hesitation. Without even realizing it yourself is because you’re insecure. You don’t want to be “used.” But you know. You make me feel shitty. You only talk to me when you want things from me. You only hang out with me when I ask. It sucks being the traffic cop of a one way street. I’m just waiting for someone to come blasting through the other side, but I know it won’t happen. And I know you’re there… I know you would rather hang out with others, and I’m just chilling there.
GUYS. GUYS. GUESS WHAT. A WEEK FROM NOW… I’LL BE IN PARIS WITH MY FRIENDS. I AM SO STOKED. BE JEALOUS.