the end.
classes are over. 2 finals left. WEIRD. how did that year fly by? where the hell did it go? my heart is all achy. it hurts because i miss home, but it also hurts because i’m going to miss this year. the way that i live and who i live with. it hurts because it knows that Bryan may only be here for one more semester. it hurts because i feel things i don’t want to. it hurts from stress and worries. it hurts because i may not see Amy this summer after all. no girl trip like we do every year. traditions that die make me sad. i hurt because i suck at good byes and i get too attached to people/things/places. i need to stop doing that.