→ 17 Apr 14 at 5 am
can’t think of anywhere I want to be or anyone I want to be with at this moment. i am longing for something undefinable. i write this from my bed which is feeling dreary and uninviting, although I can barely keep my eyes open. the one person I think I’d be okay with being around right now is my dad. he used to call me every night before I went to bed. what I wouldn’t give for one of those phone calls tonight. i still remember the last time.