going, going, gone.

Leaving those you love never gets easier. As I sit here packing all of my stuff (again) I'm realizing that it may be the last time. That scares me so much. I'm not sure how I'm going to live without the people that I'm with everyday (or how I'm going to be able to afford everything). It's like I have to find a new best friend, but she can never be replaced. And having to pack everything isn't the greatest thing, either. I've never been a huge fan of going through everything I own and stuffing it into boxes and suitcases. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love all of my friends and no matter where I am you'll never be replaced. I'm so grateful to have friends like you; friends who are always there no matter what happens or how late it is. Friends who are willing to do the most random stuff that most of the time has no rhyme or reason. I love you guys and I'll never forget you.