ugh i just wanna eat like 7 thousand calories in milkshakes, bubble tea, pancakes and a specific type of "tacos" with my friends, then walk around this city like it's the last day on the planet, get each other small gifts to remember us by, take silly photos and end up at the /panoramic viewpoint/ at 2 a.m, looking down at the city and maybe crying a bit inside because all we had and took for granted is slowly fading

i want them all to accompany me to the travel agency when i buy my ticket, i want us to go to the airport together, sob dramatically and wave goodbye with paper napkins. i want to be able to call them on a video message immediately as i arrive. i want us to be annoying young girls that you get to see in the media. i'm not sure when i'll see them again and i'd like the goodbye to be memorable...

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