I've realized something yesterday, and that something is that some people hardly give a shit.
And those people ? Ya, they're not worth your time. Do you ever have those days, where you feel like your worth nothing, if you jumped of a bridge would everyone finally start to care? You wonder would they suddenly seem SO heart broken over the fact that your gone... when they never cared if you were there in the first place. This summer was supposed to be our last, good friends, letting sun seep into our skins, cold late night swims in lakes and surrounding a bon fire at the end of the day laughing uncontrollably over the silence.
It's so easy to loose that, especially when it was hardly probable in the first place. September will be my saving grace, new people, new place. On the coast line where it always seems like its about to rain, or already raining.
I can't hardly wait.
East Coast Here I Come