Oh.

I don't know what to think anymore. I feel like I've let go of too much. Maybe it's for the best... since I won't be around anyway.

for you.

I'll put on a pretty face, flash a fake smile,
pretend I'm okay, just to make you happy, even for a while.

anything?

I'm not the 'living for the moment' type of person. I'm more of the over-analyzing, self-conscious type of person. I feel like I'm not allowed to make mistakes. I always have to look behind my back to make sure I took the right steps, choices, decisions. There's no room for mistakes. There's only room for perfection. I have to be perfect. I have to pretend I'm perfect. If I'm not perfect, I'm not anything.

Fond Farwell

I don't think I could have asked for any better friends than the ones that I have now because they're the ones that keep me sane every second of the day. Some of you I've known since first grade, while others I've met only last year. The years we've had together is nothing compared to the amount of precious moments we've had with each other. I won't forget any of you because you've all impacted my life enough for me to feel even a tinge of emptiness every single time we don't talk or see each other. I know after graduation, everything will be different, but hopefully our friendships will continue to stay strong. Each and everyone one of you made my senior year — no, my entire high school years wonderful, and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. Thank you for simply being there for me.