A quick round-up of December. I honestly don’t remember much about it. // Word Count: 428
Quick notice on how I’ve been doing. I’m not doing that well, but I’m trying to remember that this will pass if I try to remember how to let it pass.
I feel like I’m being born again. Or, rather, I’m approaching a rebirth. I’ll come out screaming, crying, and helpless, but with more knowledge and contextual fear than any infant that ever existed. I’m more excited than scared, but I’m still scared. I have been in educational institutions since I was four years old. I… Continue reading Last Day of University Classes Ever
A follow-up review for the bullet journal notebook I started at the beginning of September. // Word Count:
Some information on my experiences with the birth control pill and why I’m no longer taking it. // Word Count: 602