frank ocean "dropped' a fake album this past friday. i'm still listening to him though. his words bring a lot of clarity to me. i've been listening to the song "white" a lot lately as a i write my thesis.
the song is about being in the after life.
the last line really gets me though
it's what i've written on this drawing
"and what of all my wild friends, and the time i've had with them, will fade to gray soon, on the tv station"
in short, all the memories that i have are just going to fade to gray, at least not for me on a tv station, but in the photo albums that i create. they're just going to be random memories. people will see me in them, but they won't know who i was.
it really got me sad thinking that school is going to be over. a first year came up to me, greeted me, and said she couldn't wait for summer.
for the first time in my life, i don't want summer to come.
i don't want to be 22.
i wish i did more in college. but i did what i could.
i don't know.
anxiety holds these pages right now