Love/Hate, Hate/Love

Mutated kitties are really way cooler.

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A knack for making me do the silliest things.

I should go knock back, say, 5 cups of coffee. Wait for the caffeine to kick in and in a mad rush, start on a hardcore mugging session. I should be feeling psyched about studying. My new hobby. Caffeine, my best friend. I will try.

Perhaps, in our slumber, we appear in a parallel universe. I wake up feeling drained, my dreams (when I do recall them) seem all too real to be merely imagination. Can all that really be confined within the boundaries of the mind (or heart)?

Permanent. Unchanging. Unwavering. Constant.
And it just had to be you.

The start of many supposed last times... I am quite the veteran at kissing my goodbyes goodbye. Many times I find myself promising to start afresh and fall back into old habits anyway. A leopard never changes its spots.