butterflies

falling down didn't ever seem so hard until you were in high school. and you fell. fell from the top all the way to the bottom.
but everyone has to fall at some point in their life, we all have to fall to learn how to get back up. to get back into the world that soon will become a reality.
everyone has a past, and everyone in the end will fuck it up. no one is perfect, and no one is terrible. people are just people.

hitting rock bottom is something different for all to see, some see it as a way to get better, but then some see it as a way to give up even more. its a part of life which creates a better person no matter how "bad" the person was before they hit.

everyone deserves a second chance, but not everyone gets one.

i dont know what i am trying to say, all i know is that:

in the end, high school doesn't matter. the true friends are the ones who will be with you always, and not cause stupid pointless drama. When you grow up, everyone else from your past is not going to matter. they created who you are today, and in the future.
who even cares about them.

keep your head led strong, and with time things will fix themselves.