I've got to get out of here

Only a couple of days til finals.
Only a couple of times I've blown my top.
Only a couple of people I've started to get annoyed by.
Only a couple of hours I've wasted on Facebook.
Only a couple of outfits I've wasted on bad days.
Only a couple of tears.
Only a couple of laughs I've had by myself.
Only a couple of friends I've grown jealous of.
Only a couple of weeks I've been too sad.
Only a couple of skirts I HAVEN'T gotten to wear because it's not frickin' spring yet.
Only a couple of nights I haven't gone to bed.
Only a couple of boys I've yearned over.
Only a couple of friends I've adored. Just kidding. A lot of friends.
Only a couple of cupcakes I've made.
Only a couple of books I've annotated to oblivion.
Only a couple of times I've discussed my shameful passion for Ben Stiller.
Only a couple of things I've said I wish I could take back.
Only a couple of times I've fallen on my face.
Only a couple of erasermarks on my sketchpad.
Only a couple of webcam pictures on my computer.
Only a couple of chocolates that have gotten me through the night.
Only a couple of times I've honestly fallen for someone.

Only a couple of times I've actually simply...breathed.

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I can't tell if everything is actually finally falling apart, or actually finally coming together.
I love him. and I love you. and everything is changing and it's not stopping. I don't think it will ever stop.
And that's what I'm scared of.

Bye. xx
ps. Sorry for the ultra-emotional post today.

Song of the Day: Don't Stop Believin'- GLEE