It's weird, I know I'm not going to trip about it this much in say, a year from now, but as of right now, it's killing me. I was the same way after middle school but now I could give a shit less, these niggas knew since I was YOUNG though, and I'm such a different person and they went through everything with me. I dunno, it's hard to explain.
It didn't even hit me until like the day after though, that's why I'm really mad, I didn't get to give the goodbyes I wish I could have given now.
