2:50am

I wasn't feeling to well today. I got back home at 2am and just started crying at every thought that came into my head. Friends. High School. College. It's all nuts.

2:50am

I know friends come and go. 
I know today was my last day in high school and that there’s more out there waiting for me.
I know I shouldn’t come back home until 2am.
I know that I should have told you I was going to Dick’s Drive-In.
I know that I should stick to my morals while respecting my friends’ decisions as well.
I know these things. Trust me. I know them, but sometimes my emotions get the best of me. The adrenaline. The moment. Every reason becomes one and it’s overpowering. I just want to forget that I need to move on in life. It’s hard. For some reason, I thought eating a Deluxe Dick’s cheeseburger with fries and a Vanilla milkshake at 2am would help me forget every single of these feelings. It helped. For like half an hour, maybe. Until you texted me, afraid of what could happen to me at 2am. I understand. I get it. If I were a mother, I would worry as well. I know it’s not easy being a mom, but thank you for understanding my point of view as well. Everything is too overwhelming right now and I wish it would go away, but crying will do for now.