you see them kids scribbling little notes to each other in class, walking around the mall in their little cliques and their bigger bags, making promises to be each other’s biffles for lyfeee omg and you realise that none of that means shit all ya know? that once they leave school, once they leave the little institution that forces them together, then there’s nothing afterwards that’s going to keep it together. nothing but your own free will and that is much harder than first imagined.

and i realised that. i realise that and i don’t tell them because what kind of a fucked up kid would you make if you told them the truth?