This is gonna hurt...
How do I begin?..
Well, to start off with, everyone... I made this DeviantART in spite of a someone. I used it as a relay to vent my thoughts and overall life progression to this someone because I was too weak to tell them directly how I felt, also, it felt good to vent entirely and imagine this someone reading along. I DID however contact old friends (you know who you are) because it felt great to keep up on them. I still miss you all and the old group we used to have back then. It's time to move on, though.
This is my last journal, and it goes to this someone.
Samantha, you have taught me many things.
I've learned more about people, love, and pain all together from my experiences with you. The things you've said, the way you've acted, even the thoughts in your mind are things that I've captured, went over, and cherished all together. I've went through more than I have ever have in my childhood after meeting you; I've shed the heaviest tears and carried the heaviest weights in my life. You are part of an arc in my book that I can always look upon when I'm struggling. I know what you think of me and what kind of person you suppose that I must be, but I assure you that you have very little of my genuine personality in your memory. This is a shame, but we all have our reasons. Fate has deemed it so. That same fate has done unto us what we must move along with.
After graduation, I'm going to move to Nevada. By then I'm going to get a new phone contract, review my digital footprint, and move on with my life.
It's the equivalent, per se, of me dying.
From human being towards another, goodbye.
P.S. Please don't take my avoidance of you in the hallways personally. It's how I move on.