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.