How fickle an effect these things can have on one another.
Strange how we all get our friends, our best friends, the ones we hold on to and follow around loyally. We stick by their sides and then we stand up for them. We follow them to class and ride in their vehicles. We smile and laugh and cry and hold. Our friends that we hold onto so desperately because it seems to be the only thing that can get us through the day in our horrible schools. How funny does it seem that these strong relations are the easiest to break. Relations that change and alter and break and grow.
Friends and Highschool. You think they will last forever, but then life crawls up and descides to show you who is really in charge.
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