I, as you know go to an art school. My lovely friends have decided to go to a different high school next year. This post is not to talk of how mad I am at them, but about how much I will miss them. I love them, them are my second family. A family that I can joke with, dance with, and be there for them. I don't know how I will survive high school with out them. I still will have some of my best friends, but it will feel incomplete and imperfect. Because, we are the perfect group. Everyday, not seeing you. I can't do it, I don't want to do it. But I guess this means that the time we have left will have to be even more awesome... if that possible.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Betrayal
I, as you know go to an art school. My lovely friends have decided to go to a different high school next year. This post is not to talk of how mad I am at them, but about how much I will miss them. I love them, them are my second family. A family that I can joke with, dance with, and be there for them. I don't know how I will survive high school with out them. I still will have some of my best friends, but it will feel incomplete and imperfect. Because, we are the perfect group. Everyday, not seeing you. I can't do it, I don't want to do it. But I guess this means that the time we have left will have to be even more awesome... if that possible.
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