Maybe it's because I'm on my period, but my friends keep having me fucked up. Don't act like you're my mom. Don't act like I'm acting brand new.
What people need to understand is that I'm caught up in the Berkeley bubble. I can't escape because I'm trying to make the most out of my college experience. Every time I think about going home, I stop myself and think about all the shit I would be missing out on if I went home for just one weekend. I'm so close, but my mind is so far away.
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