It's insane, isn't it? I graduated. I never doubt that I wouldn't graduate, but now there's no next year. No new year to count down on until I can finally go somewhere else and leave this little town. Go somewhere where I'll meet my people and do what I love. However, now I look and reflect, realizing I never took time to admire the people I've meet and the memories I've made. I was so excited to leave that now, I never realized how much I had. I was so lucky senior year to find my group who mad...

Hello. I’ve always been more of a journal, writing on paper girl because it allows you to become more personal and not care about punctuation or polished ideas, but here I am. Typing my every thought. I wonder what my social footprint will look like in ten years. Imagine this blog comes to bite me in the ass. Funny. Not really. Anyways, tomorrow is prom. I don’t really care for it. Suburban prom culture is too much for me. I can’t justify spending 150 dollars to sit in a party bus with people ...