Feb 26, 2020
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highschool takes up 720 days of our lives. 720 days of sitting at desks with people we probably won't ever talk to outside of classrooms. 720 days of waking up at 6:00 trying to make ourselves look presentable occasionally but most days throwing on leggings and a hoodie and looking in the mirror saying -fuck 720 days seems like a long time. You can meet your best friends that might stay life long friends, or friends you lose at the end of the month. You can make insane memories that one day you'll end up telling your kids. You'll meet bitches who want to ruin your happiness simply because they don't like you even though they have no idea who you are underneath the clothes and makeup and outside of your friend group. You can establish who you are and what kind of person you want (or may not) want to be. You can be the popular girl with countless "friends” or the "loser with 3 friends that mean the world to you”. 720 days is a lot of time to fit in as many heart breaks as possible. You'll meet douchebags who want your body. Or you could meet the love of your life. You have more than enough time to fall in love, maybe even more than once. You have time to make mistakes, because mistakes make the best stories and lessons. Theres time for late nights blasting music as loud as you can on the highway with an over packed car going 90 having no idea where you're going, just because you can. Time to get stressed and overwhelmed and cry. You'll probably cry more within 720 days than you will ever again. You can drink and smoke and party and have sex and do whatever the fuck you want. Or you can stay at home by yourself on a friday night and do next weeks homework. You can stay in your bed crying for a week over the boy you thought was different, or you can act like nothing is wrong for months when you're crushed on the inside but don't want anyone to know. You can kiss 70 people or just one. You can experience being drunk for the first time off of cheap vodka at a party with the people you consider your friends. You can sneak out and have butterflies in your stomach about being caught. 720 days to fit so much of life in. So many important milestones, in what seems like forever. But then one day everyone blinks and its gone. You're not 16 anymore. You're walking across a graduation stage looking at the people you've surrounded yourself with for 720 days, and you probably still don't know half of their names. The teacher you hated is congratulating you on making it out alive. You come to realize that no, it's not like the movies. Its so much more but so much less. It's all over so fast, and so suddenly your first day of freshman year feels like it was last week. It feels like 6 days ago you got your license. 5 days ago you kissed the guy you thought you would marry, but now you walk by without a look. 4 days ago you got so drunk you woke up in someone elses bed. 3 days ago you were driving down back roads waking up neighbors with a packed car. 2 days ago you went to prom with the football captain. Yesterday, you sat alone and cried about how it was all over. Today, you blinked. And tomorrow, it's all just going to be memories.
Freddie Mercury about John Deacon in 1976:
"He's sort of quiet, lots of people think that. Don't underestimate him, he's got a fiery streak underneath all that. I talk so much anyway, he like to let me do all the talking. But once people crack that thin ice, then he's alright. You can never stop him talking then." (1976)
This past few months were a life lesson not just for our relationship with the planet, but also for ourselves, for our own minds. It made us realize who are our true friends: real friends want to know how you’re doing during difficult times, they don’t pretend to be victims of the universe.
Ok but why aren't platonic weddings a thing? Why can't we have ceremonies to express platonic love? It doesn't have to be expensive or formal. Its friend! We are just celebrating each other so wear whatever you want! Come in cosplay! Or in a victorian dress! Just have! Fun! Doesn't have ti be a legal ceremony you can marry as many friends as you want. WANNA MARRY AN ENTIRE FRIENDGROUP? THEN SURE! LET'S GO FOR IT! WANNA COME DRESSED AS A GRAPE? BET! JUST CELEBRATE PLATONIC LOVE MORE !
