august. this month. this month. this month. august. fuck. lets go back. i dont want this month. everything will hit me hard. my friends are going to leave and im stuck, there living there lives and im in high school. lets not have this month come. lets just stay where we are. im not ready for this. my best friends, there leaving. what am i going to do? i will have no one, honestly? we will live this month, like its our last.