I’ve decided that instead of being sad, I am going to reblog only kittens from this point forward
someone try and stop me
Well, tomorrow might very well mark the last time I see him (until July, at least). The last time he ever takes me to school. I guess it could be the last time I’m ever in his car, in general. The last time I’ll ever see the back of his head in my physics class. Three more months, and he’ll be gone for good. And that’s just it, then. The end of all of this.
I can’t fucking do it.
if the fate of the world ever depended on my ability to care I would not care
(via allmymetaphors)
