i've had bob dylan in my head all day.

i have serious trouble sitting still and paying attention to what i'm meant to be paying attention to.

i'd so much rather entertain my daydreams.... to run away to a small house in the middle of nowhere with a fireplace and a kitten and a cosy bed and no stresses or reason to think about anything but freedom and love. please visit me, but only if you're nice. if you just want to hurt or confuse me, kindly stay away.

i seriously need to leave school. it's messing with my mental health.