I thought about planning a birthday party and then remembered I only genuinely like a select group of individuals. So then I thought, Oh, I should stop hating the world and start giving people a chance. But THEN I remembered, I'm leaving in four months, and no matter how much I care about anyone (besides immediate family), I will probably barely (if not ever) see them again.

So now I'm apathetic again. I plan on inviting that select group to my exboyfriendthatistillfuck's house and drinking and holding hands and probably crying about how we'll never share another night like that once June 18th approaches.

That select group has shrunk since SOMEONE will be on an island or some fucking bullshit.