How It Used to Be

We all have (or did have) that one friend that we’re close to. We talk to that person almost everyday about weird things, things that maybe other people won’t understand, which makes it special. And then suddenly, things change. People experience new things, meet new people, and “change.” I don’t really think people really “change.” I believe that they still have the same views as before, and think the same things as before. I believe that, they just changed how they act. I remember a Facebook status a few years ago stating “People change, get over it.” Yeah, yeah, we were still in middle school. Or an ask.fm anon saying “Wow, you’ve changed” and the person replying with, “Yeah, people change.” See, they DO know that they’ve changed. They’ve just decided to change how they are towards people. You know you can’t do anything about it. If that’s the way are, that’s the way they will be. WHY DO PEOPLE DO THIS, AND THAT…

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Life goes on, and maybe someday other situations will be worse to deal with. We’ll all go our separate ways, and things will carry on from there.

Life is as funny as it gets.

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No, Not Now, Life

It all started the summer before sophomore year. I feared change. I didn’t know how I would handle things anymore. I moved to a different house with my mom, and suddenly, everything before me has changed. My perspective on life has changed so drastically, that I feel as if something about me has also changed. In fact, what the HECK did I even think about before all this, in terms of life? I fear the future. I fear it more than spiders, ghosts, or anything else. Once I’m 18, I’m on my own. I have the FREEDOM to do anything I want. But what would I do? How am I to handle myself, my adult status? I can’t help but imagine the summer before college. After college, I get a job, then what? I’d have to work for the rest of my 30-40 years of life! I also have this fear of being just like my parents. After everything that’s going on, I realize how messed up their thinking is, about everything. Well, not everything.

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