worst part before 20s (1)

People change. i don’t know who I am at the age of twenty but I gravitate towards who makes the most sense in that moment. Then, as I get more of a handle on myself and what kinds of people I actually want to surround myself with, I make necessary changes. I bid farewell to those who no longer fit. This is perhaps the hardest kind of friendship loss to weather because there’s no one to blame. we both just grew into different people.
we have completely different schedules. While this might not kill a strong friendship, it definitely has the ability to squash a weaker one. And then I realize just how based on convenience the friendship was in the first place.