insta is pars.3e
looking back, there was something real nice about seeing the same people around the school over and over.
now there's always someone new at the cafeteria and different people waiting in bathroom lines
i saw this guy in my dream once, he's studying physics me thinks.
really wanted to go and tell him abt it but he doesn't seem to be around anymore
uhhh #dream #nostalgia
i hate how it feels as if i'm trying to win an argument whenever we're having a convo abt some stuff we both are interested in. it doesn't exactly become a "who's more knowledgeable" thing but god his tone.
his tone.
istg there's something in it screaming to me that i'm small and will always be less than him.
i can't tell who the problem here is- for now.
till then all i can do is push myself to learn more and maybe try to talk more confidently
my tummy hurts and it's past my bedtime