the most frustrating part about all of this, is that it is one hundred percent my fault.
but i cant help but feel fucking shafted and left out.
its childish, i know, and i'm sure i'll get over it but right now i feel like i lost all my best friends in one fell swoop. and that feels fucking awful.
loving life is sweet. pretty centered and unphased in general. excited for camp. feeling great. moving in LESS THAN TWO WEEKS! starting my "real life" is really nerve racking, but i realize that patience is crucial. come to my yard sale next sunday, cause that will be fun.