wondering

when did these become notes?
why did these become less about feelings, and more about hurting them?

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anyway.


im leaving thursday morning
i sort of wish it was for good.

I'm absolutely looking forward to a new me, one no one knows.
not even her.
i can meet more people as this new person.
no judgment of my change

I'm looking backward on this whole thing, who knows.
i love her, and will miss her uncontrollably.
if anything happens, drastic, i may have to fly back and kick some ass

the only care i have is my friend and my family.
but, oddly enough, they are the same.
now, I'm going insane, and this is a crazy rant.
i love you, and her, and them.