all my guy friends almost.
It’s time to say goodbye.
If I could re live those days, I wouldn’t change a thing. But every memory is walking out the front door. I’m trying to live out each day, make it as long as possible. Thinking that in less then a month; four years are officially done scares me. And this feeling happens Everytime I move on to a new chapter, sixth grade, 8th grade and now 12th, but from past grads I know that some people you just never see again….maybe the people that were most important to you. And I know that’s true for me because the only person that really mattered to me walked out way before the end.
i wear my heart on my sleeve.
problem of the day:
i dreamt about this guy two days in a row..and when i see him again hes a jerkface well kinda. i wish things would open up for romantisism but not possible with him..cause apperantly giving mixed signals is his forte. and he claims to know something, but a something about me in a small school isnt too encouraging. hopefully i dont dream about him tonight.
.venting to tumblr.
