I keep forgetting that my last day of highschool was incredibly and unintentionally dramatic. And then I left early and never came back. not even for graduation. Is it just youth or do I really live my life so boldly that aftershock comes with it… ?
"Stories you read when you’re the right age never quite leave you. You may forget who wrote them or what the story was called. Sometimes you’ll forget precisely what happened, but if a story touches you it will stay with you, haunting the places in your mind that you rarely ever visit."