#doubles as

because they’re so much more comfortable than pants, and cooler now that the Foul Daystar has begun trying to kill me again

but I only have three right now. and how will people take me seriously as a Dread Creature of the Night if I’m constantly wearing flowy-skirted sundresses (albeit black or dark blue ones)? 

I miss my friends.

I saw them earlier after almost a week of not seeing them. it was pretty much hugs and kisses-- the usual greetings of I miss you guys/I haven't seen you guys/what are you doing guys/what's your next class guys--

I love them to bits. I'd do anything for them.

but lately, it's as though I don't want to even look at them--

don't get me wrong, I love all of them to death. but when I see them, I get this contradicting feeling of wanting to stare at them forever and turning my head away because I can't stand the sight of them.

I mean, looking at them reminds me of the happier times I've had in college. and at the same time, it reminds me of how stupid I am that, because of certain shitty events, I won't get to experience the remainder of my days with them. I get that it's basically my fault why I'm experiencing this but still--

...basically, the fact here is that I'm an emotional wreck and I need to go fuck shit up.