Like actually eating nutella and strawberries at nearly 1 in the morning.
I'm sad
And I'm sad that I am making dumb choices, and not sleeping, and while I'm excited and nervous and scared and happy, i'm also sleepy and moody and slightly sick from a nutella rush.
This is the life I've chosen. Saying goodbyes, coming and going, never quite knowing who I will see and when. It's tiring, and while it's beautiful, it's sickening too.
And I've seen all these episodes of Greys before. And I have to stop eating nutella.
I'm not sure where to go from here.
24 days now. And i'm going to get fatter on nutella and my eyes are going to be red from now until the wedding from crying. Sigh.
Night.