so its the last day of school. … im going to high school in about 2 months. a different high school than most of my friends. i haven’t cried yet, somehow. even though i’ve seen all of my friends for the last time this school year. i’ve hugged them, and comforted those who WERE crying, but i haven’t felt like crying. i suppose im in denial. me and my friends have told each other that we’ll still hang out over the summer and all throughout high school, but… i don’t know if that’s going to be true. growing apart feels inevitable. i don’t want it to be, but what am i supposed to do? … i don’t want to leave i want to stay forever growing older means growing apart, doesn’t it? and i don’t even know how long i’ll stay interested in being on scratch, which scares me. if i don’t cry, it isn’t real. it won’t happen. so i won’t cry. … i love you guys. thank you. for… everything. (no, i’m not leaving. don’t worry.)
song is The Good Times by Marino </3
