Just a thought.
Sitting here thinking, one day I'm not going to go to school tomorrow. One day, I'm not going to be able to see my friends every single day anymore. One day, we're all going to grow old and forget about half the people we spent the first 18 years of our lives with. One day some people are going to move far far away. One day, my bestfriend and I won't talk everyday like we used to. One day, our young loves won't be around anymore. One day, I'm probably never going to speak to half of my closest friends I had at school. One day, life won't be this easy. One day, all my favourite bands and musicians won't be making any music. One day, my parents won't be around anymore. One day all the things that made me happy when I was young won't exist anymore. One day I will forget about the amazing times I had with my friends. One day I'm going.. mhm going to be too old to do the things I used to love to do. One day life will change. I say I want to grow up so much. One day I'm going to regret wanting to grow up so quickly. One day life won't be the same.
I've so many problems but yeah problems are like washing machines, they twist us, spin us and knock us around, but in the end we come out cleaner, brighter and better than before. We think we have our family and friends.. but when stuff happens, when really serious stuff happens, you just feel so alone and you can't tell people, i mean they will probably listen but they don't know everything. In fact, they don't know anything.