High school was supposed to be about spin the bottle,
Not getting the spins.

Cutting ties with old friends became cutting yourself.

Skipping class became skipping breakfast...and then lunch...and then dinner.

Pep rallies should've been called Pill Rallies, because that's all I ever saw.

Unexcused absence is called an U.A. Enough U.A's and you have to watch some P.S.A's. P.S.A's lead to T.H.C. T.H.C. leads to L.S.D. L.S.D -> O.U.I.

O.U.I. C.P.R. D.O.A...

R.I.P.

Growing up on movies and shows depicting high school as a safe, secure, friendly establishment of education had established the foundation and tarnished it's reputation.

The final stretch, as graduation nears, I need to face graduating fears, but i'm gradually building up tears;

I don't wanna leave. I don't want to face the hellish world without the kids I grew up with, the kids I ****** up with.

But I can't stay here. I can't face the hellish school with those ******* I grew up around, the ones who ****** me up now.

When asked about my future, I respond in true high school fashion;

"***, idk, lol"