Yearbook Signatures

As my final year of high school comes to a close, I am given a yearbook to remember this dreadful year. Maybe not so dreadful but definitely the least social out of all. I have been betrayed by an entire group of friends and ridiculed by numerous fuckpeople.
Every year, I have made it my goal to get the signatures of everyone in my yearbook. This year, my last year to get them, will be the first that I will be choosy. I want the messages from the friends who shaped me, the teachers who guided me, and the staff who provided support in ways we students neglect to acknowledge.  Continue reading