Eel

Animosity

I just want to write
something.

I'm going to start on my homework tomorrow and get ahead of the curve before I destroy myself.
My body is a project too. Everything is a project. This is the month of projects and I'm already 5 days in.
The amount of work coming up is insane. I don't know if I'll be able to write another journal in the coming days.
This
Absolutely
Sucks
But you know...
I'm Hermoine fucking Granger. I can do whatever the fuck I want.
I can get it done. I have the drive. And I can prove everyone wrong.
I'm gonna work harder than anyone has tried to in this course.
I'm so tired of breaking my streaks and losing my confidence.
When I have it, I become such an awesome person.
So confident and so organized. So ready to take on the world.
Now I'm back to talking to strangers on Tinder.
And after all that shit of disconnecting from social media or whatever.
On top of that, it's fucking ex season. All the past ex hoes are coming back to text me. And seriously all at the same time too.

The only one I care about the most, and the only one that hasn't texted:
Hassan.
Why is that?

Why is that?

I am not afraid of the truth
It is painful
but I am NOT afraid.