Thinking about the rest of the year... makes me choke up.
Thinking about Grad this year scares me shitless.
Thinking about next year makes me sad.
Thinking about my grade 12 year makes me want to curl up into a ball.
I don't know who I want to be right now.
I dont know which way to go.
I have no confidence right now.
I don't want to never see him again.
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-Thai.
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you're awsome. here's a lesson-moral-thingy i got from a friend
"everything ends, but everything also begins anew. even if it feels like everything's dying and falling apart, it's just a step in starting over."
i thought it was smart.
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