now we don our gay apparel.

everything is so different, yet so much the same. those same faces he'll be seeing in the halls everyday, except he can't help the way he feels towards them. he just wants to hug them all at this point, take them all in his arms and love them forever. he wants to tell his friends how much they mean to him, how much he cares. he doesn't want it all to end. even though keeping it going is taking every ounce of energy just to get school done, with his crap grades. he's gotten to the point in the year where he's just about ready to be done with school but he loves everyone and just needs the actual learning shit in classes to stop. right now. before his brain explodes all over the floor so the janitor has to come clean up the mess. it's quite the disaster.  he doesn't even want to bother with post-secondary bullshit. he's completely happy doing crappy retail jobs until he can get out of there and make his way to a hippy confine. apparently that's not a good enough answer for grad transitions though. fuck that.  life makes him tired. maybe the key is to just figure out how to live, but not really live. it sounds fucked up, he knows, but it might just work. <3 <3