nothing changes.

his thoughts always lead back to girls. he can't seem to forget things, having them the way they are right now, the way they've been for almost a year. he's crumbling away trying to spread himself over so that no one else sees. the layer's getting thinner and thinner, crumbling away, falling, and he doesn't know how much longer he can hold it together. he doesn't remember the last time he cried over something in his own life hurting. he feels numb. nothing can escape the numb feeling. he thinks she broke him. having someone start to pick up the pieces just to throw them all down again doesn't help.

he needs to just get away from the daily life and go crazy, have a bro day, get completely caught up in the world so that his mind can try to keep away from girls. anything to keep him busy enough to have his mind on something, anything else. he's waiting for the chance, but winter formal sees to be the only shot. although he doesn't trust most of the grads at him school. other than the people he talks to regularly, he doesn't care much for his grad class at all. it's almost funny, except they're all sluts and bitches who think they're better then they really are. makes him in even more of a hurry to get the fuck out of there as soon as he fucking can.

he really wants to write a message to everyone who made an impact in his highschool life because SDSS people won't see his grad write-up, and there isn't even close to enough room for that using all the grads' space. he could go on for forever with them all, but he will try to keep it to a paragraph or two each person. might need to get started now if he's going to get it all done by grad.

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