it's weird when you think back about all the plans you have of ending up with your friends. ending up going out on the weekends with less barriers but friends only seem to disappear to the distance, like our memories.

i spent a whole night with some of my closest friends and i knew that one day, all of it will definitely go away. whether i want it to or not. but i'm growing, and slowly i'm understanding everything.

i lost track of the amount of friends i've lost because either they changed or i changed or we just grew apart like normal people. there's always something in the air when you lose a friend, like a stale smell of some kind. it never means anything good.

even through all of this, i know there will be the friends that will last longer in my life than anything else. so at the end of my day, i'll hold they're hands, look into their eyes and thank them for everything.

because that is exactly what friends are for.