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End of an Era

You could say we are the three best friends that anyone has ever had. We are inseparable, we know far too much about each others lives and if we go somewhere without one of us, it confuses people who know us.  We all three bring something different to the table.

We've all known each other for years. We've all followed each other to socal, we've all decided to move to three different towns and I am truly broken hearted about it. Don't get me wrong, I know there comes a time when every one has to go their own way but it is rough. They are my family, as I don't have any down here, my support systems, my every thing. But we are all in our mid-late twenties and its time to go where we want to be. One to LA, one to Ventura, and one to Colorado. Obviously I'm the one going to the scary and ginormous big city. And Ventura is only 60ish miles away. But Colorado is far. It's hard but such is life as I find myself saying a ton these days.

When you find a friendship such as ours you just know there won't ever be one like it. I've never laughed until I cried so much, shared millions of bottles of wine, gotten into so much mischief and gone on so many adventures as I have with these two. There will be new adventures, amazing ones I'm sure but I just don't know if this will ever be matched. I feel like we need a book with all our insanely, ridiculous and obviously stupid stories of things we did all the way up until yesterday. We don't act our age half the time, we are hilarious and I love us. 

So what does one do when you are set out into the world without someone, or something that gives you stability, strength and comfort? You just hit the road and say "fuc* it, here goes life." And you make it work. I have struggled so much with this the past few weeks but I have finally come to terms with it. Guess what? It's not going to kill me to make some new friends, or have ample amounts of autonomy moments. To discover the world by myself and learn and see and do. Sure it's scary as hell but lately I'm learning to love scary. We will see what this world, new life, and city has in store for me. I hope it's something great. I'm sure it will be. 

Peace bitches.


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