| until the very end |
i can't. i really can't. i can't be here anymore. it's bringing back old habits i used to have and, truth be told, i like my social life, thanks. i don't want to repeat eighth/ninth grade all over again -- i can't be antisocial, not after everything i fixed and everyone who took me back. i. just. can't. i'm really sorry, but i'm done here. i had a nice ride, i'll admit, but that's over and i'm grateful i got to work here and be critiqued, but i'm gone. and i'm not coming back. byeee. | |||||