Graduation:

4 years, just like that.

Good vibes with great people!
12 years later…

Positive Fear:

Throughout the past week, I’ve been sensing fear within myself along with the people I surround myself with. There’s a fearful-angsty-apprehensive-sort-of vibe because we’re all afraid of what’s going to happen once we graduate. As graduating seniors, we’ve either been trying to mend those broken relationships of the past or continue to grow in the relationships we already have. I do this because I want to make sure I know who I can rely on once I come home. I think a lot of the people I know have the potential to be something big in the future, and I want to remain their friend when they follow through with it. We’re scared. But it’s a good kind of scared. It’s the start of something new and awesome and something we’re always going to remember. We’re growing up.

I usually don’t reblog cliche text-on-image posts like these, but nothing describes the way I feel about life right now better than this picture.
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I got my letter from Juliet today; she gave me wonderful advice.

There is a universal truth we all have to face, whether we want to or not, everything eventually ends. As much as I’ve looked forward to this day, I’ve always disliked endings. Last day of summer, the final chapter of a great book, parting ways with a close friend. But endings are inevitable. Leaves fall. You close the book. You say goodbye. Today is one of those days for us. Today we say goodbye to everything that was familiar, everything that was comfortable. We’re moving on. But just because we’re leaving, and that hurts, there’s some people who are so much a part of us, they’ll be with us no matter what. They are our solid ground. Our North Star. And the small clear voices in our hearts that will be with us, always.

Alexis’ Graduation Speech, Castle
My life can be a movie… Or at least look like one.

Since when has love ever looked for reasons, or evidence? Why would love bow to the reality of things, when it creates a reality of its own, so much more vivid, wherein everything resonates to the key of the heart?

— Paul Murray, Skippy Dies (via helplesslyamazed)