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I don't care. I don't. At least, that's what I keep trying to tell myself. I wish I didn't. I wish everything that happened didn't matter to me. But it does.
It's hard to explain it. All the people here are like a distraction. Good, fun distractions. But just one little communication throws me. Completely throws me. And I can't help but feel a little angry and a little sad. I wish I could just rewind back time. Take it all back so I don't have to go through this. But at the same time I don't. Maybe I just don't know what I want and I don't know what I want to do.
It's strange. My life is so well-rounded in an almost perfect way. I worked my ass off to get it so it better. Senior year just seems to draw everything to a close.
It's hard to explain it. All the people here are like a distraction. Good, fun distractions. But just one little communication throws me. Completely throws me. And I can't help but feel a little angry and a little sad. I wish I could just rewind back time. Take it all back so I don't have to go through this. But at the same time I don't. Maybe I just don't know what I want and I don't know what I want to do.
It's strange. My life is so well-rounded in an almost perfect way. I worked my ass off to get it so it better. Senior year just seems to draw everything to a close.