ways to feel forgotten

“Because… you know, they say it makes you stronger to lose someone. But I don’t know. It seems to hurt just as much each time.”

feels great to get into one of your top choices. what’s meant to be will be.

summertime, the nights so long

the leaves fall down, so do i to the arms of a friend

winter nights, my bedside is cold, for i am gone

spring blossoms you to me

Dear Catherine,

It gives us great pleasure to offer you admission to the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.

YEAYYYY first acceptance!

the MyUNC page changed again. now there’s a column for admission decisions. aaaaahs;lkdfja;l most stressful weekend of my life help meeee

“We appreciate your patience this weekend, should you experience any performance degradation due to high-volume traffic.”

this appeared on the MyUNC login page today. does this mean decisions are finally being released!?

the feeling of being done with a tough test, a week winding down, an essay finished, and spring break just around the corner :)

aileensays:

CATHERINE!

thanks for following!

:)

i miss you! <3333

you make your way in
i’d resist you just like this
you can’t tell me to feel
the truth never set me free, so i did it myself

it’s like the alcohol making my head spin
your scent is the rum, the room is the bottle
keeping me hopeless ‘til i wake tomorrow

so get back, back, back to where we lasted
just like i imagined, i could never feel this way
so get back, back, back to the disaster
my heart’s beating faster, holding on to feel the same

it is the east, and juliet is the sun

arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon

that is already sick and pale with grief

that thou her maid art far more fair than she

doo doo doo doo

my college decisions are scheduled to start coming in today. watch this space..

why the fuck did you apply to more schools?

i would very much like to know where i got into college now, please.

taste the saline rolling down your cheekbone
tell me that you’re alone, tell me on the telephone

i’ve got a tight grip on reality

but i can’t let go of what’s in front of me here

i know you’re leaving in the morning when you wake up

leave me with some kind of proof it’s not a dream

all of these guards, they stand tall and defensive

putting up walls around what once was innocent

you won’t let me in, but i’m stronger than that

‘cause you stole my eyes and i’ve never looked back

two weeks. good luck seniors - may all of you get into the college of your dreams. i’ve got my fingers crossed for all of us.

when it hurts to look back

and you’re scared to look ahead

just look beside you

and i’ll be there