high school friends are basically people who agree to survive together and it’s sort of like they’re your crew in a zombie apocalypse and after the apocalypse is over somehow you go on to living life and maybe occasionally you’d run into each other and be like “oh yes i see you still haven’t been eaten by zombies that is good” but you no longer have the need to survive together so that thing tying you to these people is just gone
i dont actually know what any of your icons are i just recognize the colors and patterns
He doesn’t think I’m a burden. I am, I really am. I’m pretty fucked up emotionally and mentally. But he doesn’t think bad of me. He helps.
It’s a lot to demand from anyone, but I didn’t even have to ask. And I think that’s pretty fucking special.