you couldn't ignore me if you tried

Bye New York

I’m not crying because I can’t.

I’m sitting in my room right now, beds lofted, roommate moved out. I have no idea where any of my friends are which pretty much makes this more depressing than it should be.

I’m going to miss this place so much. Horrible school aside, I’ve met some amazing people here that I never thought would become so important to me. I would drop anything in an instant for these kids. 

It kind of feels like a cop-out that I’m not coming back next year. I feel stupid whenever they all talk about next year and living together. While I’m doing what I wanted to do, I didn’t think it would be nearly this difficult. I didn’t think about what it would be like to have to do this whole fucking thing over again. I was miserable in the beginning of this year and I don’t want to feel like that ever again.

I don’t want to forget these people. And I hope they don’t forget me.

Here’s to a hopefully amazing last night in New York City with amazing friends.