Console me in my darkest hour

Writing is conceivably the most therapeutic way to deal with my feelings.
I wrote letters to myself last night. It helped remarkably.
I hope that when I look back on them I'll realize how insignificant these events and emotions were. Or perhaps I'll understand why they were so important.

We studied love and attraction in Psychology today. It was very interesting.

Fact of the Day: I love singing along to Frank Sinatra with my boyfriend.