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“the year of letting go of understanding loss, grace of the word ‘no’ and also being able to say ‘you are not kind' the year of humanity/humility when the whole world couldn’t get out of bed everyone i’ve met this year says the same thing ‘you are so easy to be around, how do you do that?’ the year i broke open and dug out all the rot with own hands the year i learnt small talk and how to smile at strangers the year i understood that i am my best when i reach out and ask ‘do you want to be my friend?’ the year of sugar, everywhere softness. sweetness. honey honey. the year of being alone and learning how much i like it the year of hugging people i don’t know because i want to know them the year i made peace and love right here ”

—Warsan Shire

“The year of letting go Of understanding loss, grace of the word ‘no’ And also being able to say ‘you are not kind’ The year of humanity/humility When the whole world couldn’t get out of bed Everyone I’ve met this year says the same thing ‘You are so easy to be around, how do you do that?’ The year I broke open and dug out all the rot with own hands The year I learnt small talk And how to smile at strangers The year I understood that I am my best when I reach out and ask ‘do you want to be my friend?’ The year of sugar, everywhere Softness. sweetness. honey honey. The year of being alone And learning how much I like it The year of hugging people I don’t know because I want to know them The year I made peace and love right here”

—Warsan Shire

“This is a poem about how you never get the kiss you want when you want it; how time twines around your neck, its thorns digging into your skin so you can never forget how clinging to a string of hope, threading it between your spine, and having it unravel before you in the span of an hour is worse than any metaphor about nakedness that you poets will ever write. This is my reflection in the mirror. This stanza is the small gap where my fingers try to touch against the glass. You can’t even possess yourself; let alone the person you see standing before you. The moon hasn’t come back from the cleaners yet and I have nothing to slip into tonight that makes my reflection feel beautiful. Time is falling through the hole in my pocket. January is coming soon, and I have a feeling that he’s never going to fall out of love with this December. He’ll still write her love letters. He’ll send her white orchids on every lonely holiday and pretend that love is a place you can cross state lines to get back to, but it’s that time of the year again, and calendar sales keep reminding us all that we can never get back to where we once wanted so bad to lose ourselves in for good.”

—It Took Time (Shinji Moon)

I’m probably going to cr—no. I’m going to make inhuman noises when I see The House of Hades on a book shelf.

Senior year is unlike any other. Here are a few things you should know.. It won't hit you when you wake up for your last first day of school. It won't hit you as you walk into the Senior locker bay for the first time as an official senior. It won't hit you when you cheer at your last homecoming pep rally and attend your last football game. It won't hit you as you go to your last homecoming dance and realize Prom is way better without the lower classmen and the DJ. It won't hit you as you enter the floor to perform at state for the last time. It won't hit you as you fill out the countless college applications. It won't hit you as you write that generic essay letter that you try to use for all your applications. It won't hit you as your college friends return for Christmas break and give you all their advice. It won't hit you as you celebrate New Year's with the friends you have known since childhood. It won't hit you when you cheer at your last Senior night and cry your eyes out! You won't feel it when you are having the time of your life at your last spring break. You don't realize it during Senior skip day, when everyone, no matter what group you are in, has a picnic. When May finally comes around and you realize that it is your last Prom, but you don't really feel it when you are there having the time of your life. You begin to realize it at Graduation when you look around and realize that you will never see half of these people again. You will begin to see it more over the summer when everyone is getting their roommates, class schedules, and going to orientation. It still hasn't fully hit you when you are sitting in your room packing up the past 18 years of your life, laughing with your best friend about all the stupid stuff you've done. You might feel it the morning you leave for college as that it is the last time you will see your room, your parents, and your best friend for like 3 months. It will finally hit you when you are sitting in your dorm room with a perfect stranger, that you have to live with for the next year. Please, Please, PLEASE make every moment of your Senior year count, you only get to do it once. College will be a lot of fun, but in the meantime, jump at every opportunity you get to do anything that you have ever wanted to do. Spend as much time with friends as possible, for it will not be long until you meet new people and inevitably grow apart. - UNKNOWN

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