what are words? hm. a perfectly appropriate question. what is it about words?
 

Three months ago today(which was actually yesterday, since it’s after midnight, but for the rest of this post, I will be referring to May 19 as “today”), I ate at Panda Express and got a fortune. It read:

             Remember this date 3 months from now. Your lucky star is shining!

Of course I didn’t want to believe that this was true, but then again, I didn’t want to believe that it wasn’t true. So, I have allowed that one thing to dictate many aspects of my life ever since then; and one in particular. So I decided that today would be the last day that I will ever allow myself to hope or to try. I tried and of course it just ended up the exact same way that it always ends up. Hopefully I learned my lesson today. Hopefully this is the end of all hope. Hopefully. Hope. 

just don’t lie to me

where the fuck are you