getting assigned new seats is seriously the most stressful part of the school day
I miss too many people. One day, they’re there and real. You get to know the different pitches of their laugh, their face when they are contemplating something, their scent when they walk by, their favorite things and places, the things they are good at, things that make them sad. You get to be with them every day, and they become part of you. But then you wake up one day, and you can feel the change. It has the ability to make to physically sick to your stomach. You are trying to cope with a part of you missing. You begin to forget the quirky details about them. They slowly dissolve away, and you silently scream into the dark void for them. But there is no answer back.And then you are left with nothing but a graveyard of names.
if you’re still reading FML you must really have some sadness in your life, message me for some positive words