thinking back on memories just depresses me.
especially when those memories are with people you are no longer close to, or no longer associate. or when you’re in a social/ school group that you’re not in anymore. i hate that i quit band. i hate that i was that stupid. i miss the people in it. even ones i didn’t like. you never realize how much something’s become a part of you until you’re no longer in it. being in something with the same people for two years, doing something you never thought you’d be a part of, then becoming a huge part of it, feels amazing. then letting stupidity and excuses keep you from still doing it. /:
I don’t think there will ever be a time when I won’t reblog this.
^^ What that person said.
what the person said up there^^
^^ what that person said about what that person said.
^^what that person said about what that person said about what that person said
^^^ what that person said about what the other person said about what that other person said about what that other person said
^^^^what they all said.
^^^^ what that person said about what they all said
I’m rebloging this because of all that ^^^