I want to break something with my hands and destroy things until they’re cut up and bloody

I knew it was going to happen sooner or later. I even had a hunch it’d be today. And it was. At one point I was bound to break. It was the moment I got home from Shana’s birthday and my mom refused to hand me back my bedsheets after putting them in the dryer. At that moment, everything just came caving in all at once. It all came down in buckets of tears. To be quite honest, I’m surprised I even made it through school, much less through dinner.

It’s not like anybody gives a shit anyways

not even me

Reconnecting with an old friend gives me a lot of hope. I didn’t understand what it meant to change during senior year, but now I do. Seeing her really made me reflect upon my self and realize how much I’ve changed. I really appreciate this moment in my life, this reconnection. I love how much we’ve grown and how we both mutually see in each other how much we’ve overcome. I’m so excited for her to go to her college because I know she’ll thrive there. Hopefully I will grow even closer to her in these last couple of months that I have with her.