there's werewolves
god, why must i feel so much. today was the last day of school. i always dread endings. knowing that something great must at some point end almost makes great things not worth doing. i'm not saying school was great. i actually had a pretty rough year. but naturally, as soon as it's almost over things start getting good. i had such a good week. i felt like i had friends. i felt like i was wanted. i think i hang on too much to the idea that once something is drawing to a close i can do whatever i want with no consequences. my whole year could have been as good as this week. that's the part that makes me sad. i took my shoes off this week. i went barefoot for the last three days of school, and i think it made me feel more alive. i don't want to say too much, now that i know i could have an occasional audience on here. but if you are reading this i'm glad, i think most of it is irrelevant and boring but it feels good to just write what i am thinking without too much ...