Holy shit, I graduated high school last night.

I miss having someone to talk to every second of the day.

I miss talking all night, knowing that I’ll be tired as fuck in the morning.

I miss not knowing what to do on the weekends, so we just lay in bed all day and cuddle.

I miss the feeling of being wanted.

I miss not feeling lonely.

The only person that understands me: me.

Walking across that stage tomorrow with 394 of my classmates will be the most bitersweet experience of my entire life. I’ve been waiting for tomorrow, forever and it’s finally approaching. 25 hours and 3 minutes away.