This week is going to be hell. It’s Homecoming, which should be great, but it’ll be bittersweet. It’s a mix between the best week of high school and the worst. So much going on, so much stress. A float needs to be completed, a dance to plan for, a week of dress up to figure out, decorations to be made, a speech to be said, a game to attend. nights without sleep.
why are you on my mind?