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Sometimes, I really fucking miss my friends. You might have no clue who you are or what you want when you’re seventeen, but I think the people you’re closet with growing up do. They’re the ones who’ll be there no matter who you end up being or what you end up doing. A lot of people come and go but for whatever reason I can’t seem to shake these ones. No matter how far I travel, how many months I’m gone, no matter who I meet or what I do, I know I can call and they will be there and vice versa. As difficult as it must be to my friend, they’ve made do and I’m really thankful for that. Sorry, I know I’m the weakest leg of the tripod. I will try harder.