i want a perfect daaay :(
i have been falling into the latter categories of sadness and staying there. this is where i've been living at this past year. sadness, things that are broken, and everything in between.
take this week for example. last week i found out that i did EXTREMELY WELL on everything they handed back from before the break.
and now?
i just had a math test an hour ago and im not quite sure whether i even passed it, let alone pass with flying colours.
sometimes i loathe being a perfectionist, because when it's not perfect then it's nothing :(
it's like everytime im happy, something pulls me back down and when it's not something thats real, it's the ethereal, the forgotten, you- without you even knowing it.
maybe if you were here, i'd feel more safe.
maybe if you were here i'd know that perfection isn't something thats far away, but close.
maybe because when i'm with you, i have all the perfection i need.
im lost in a wonderland and im trying to find the way out.
i love you most ardently, 3:44 PM.