November 4th
12:05 AM
12:05 AM
I am in such a hurry to get out of here that it’s not even funny.
I just keep thinking about everything that stresses me out, and how all those things are here. I keep thinking about how awkward it is to see some people now, the unnecessary drama that I never wanted to be a part of. I think about all the things I won’t miss and the few things I will miss. I think about the random signs that continuously happen. I think about the few people who are waiting for me to move there and school
and weekend trips to Huntington Beach.Nothing is keeping me here. Nothing, literally nothing, is making me want to stay here anymore.
So relevant.