Rain is terrible. Rain reminds me of spending days inside with K, laying on the sofa, drinking tea, watching movies, taking naps… some of my favorite memories. Is it really too much to ask for a smart, sexy, chill girl to just do nothing with? Her words, “No one will ever be as perfect for me as you are,” keep gnawing at the back of my mind. I know I need to move on, but life has a way of reminding you of stuff when you seriously do not want any reminders.

(forget this 15-page paper… i am seriously not in the mood right now)