![]() ![]() ![]() Where did I hear that? I can’t help a puzzled smile. I hug the pillow to my chest and shut my eyes. I breathe in through my nose, out through my mouth. Every night this happens, I get a handle on it fast, and no one comes in. No one's coming in, I tell myself-just reassuring. Overseas Student Health Cover (OSHC): Health Coverage for International Students in Australia ![]() I sit up in bed and lean my back against the headboard. My whole body's shaking, amped up on adrenaline and all this other fuckshit. I wake up at 1:02, sobbing so hard I can't breathe. Not like a victim.īut it's not happening tonight. I've gotta figure out a way to see myself differently. My wallet had four twenties in it, two fives, and three ones. And tomorrow, when we all go out-we can go out with or without a chaperone-I can go to a bookstore. I'm not going to keep on living with my arms by my sides anymore. She's got a smile that makes me feel like things could be okay. I need something to grip onto for a second. But I'm trying to tell myself that I don't need a whole-ass tether. ![]()
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