a long
crying sess and having someone listen to me vent actually makes me feel so much better. I’m really grateful for my friends who would drop everything to come talk to me at midnight.
crying sess and having someone listen to me vent actually makes me feel so much better. I’m really grateful for my friends who would drop everything to come talk to me at midnight.
where everything is so bad, that if it wasn’t second semester of senior year, I would ask my parents if I could move to a different school.
seriously? screw everything.