I see you have a beautiful artstyle. I'll be taking that now
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I see you have a beautiful artstyle. I'll be taking that now
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i have to exist after hanging out with friends? what do you mean i still have stuff to do
Song of the day 14/2/26
Liamp - Crumbling Away
Try to leave my heart alone...
thecoppercow replied to your post:So we went to Highgate cemetery finally. He...
oh wow! I’ve been to Karl Marx’s grave but I’ve never seen RMili, I assumed it would be further away in the end…
oooh yea it's tucked away in front of Karl Marx's line of vision.
We asked one of the wardens where it was, and he knew it was somewhere there but didn't know where exactly and had never seen it himself because the milibros didn't want it advertised.
so naturally, respectful person that i am, i scoured the place for him and was met with SUCCESS.
Moving On
You think you'll have the same friends in high school forever. But then college will come, and the lack of interpersonal contact between your best friends will slowly diminish. They will become your old best friends, as new ones begin to fill that void. The memories you shared would remain in the past. The things you always do become those things you did. The friends you have will become the friends you've had. Everything you know now will just be a simple fragment in your book of memories.
But don't get me wrong. I love the fact that I'm going to college. I get to start anew. Make new friends. Get away from my family. But in a sense, that sort of change also scares me. All the things I've done will be erased. Everything you've held dear will be gone. All that's forward is the future, with the past behind you, slowly crumbling away.
And your entire life, up to now, is just dust in the wind