Every time I log onto this godforsaken site, I can't help but notice how heavy my heart gets because I'm just remembering everything that happened from 2019. By far one of my happiest year of the short life that I've lived. I've made friendships here that I hold close to my heart, but fell out of. I had the pleasure of meeting some of the nicest people I know even today and forever grateful for the impact they made on my life. It's the relationships you often don't get to form today as you're growing up and maturing, not expressing yourself as freely as you once did, not putting yourself out there more. Maybe that comes with the naivety and ignorance you had when you were younger. Nonetheless, I remember. And with each minute I spend looking over past messages, chapters, comments, accounts that are no longer active, my heart grows heavy. I don't recognize accounts any more. I don't recognize names any more. But I hope you recognize the username Shangbeans_Cake (as hilarious and out of context it is) and recognize me. The toddler of the group, the one who always has to leave early and go to school. The one who messaged frequently on the Discord, having created my account just for our little server. The one who tried to keep conversations going when I could. The one who used to greet everyone every Christmas, New Year's Eve, and New Year's from a timezone ahead of you, with lots of love. I'm sentimental, bite me, but I miss you guys. This stupid seven letter app holds memories of you all, and I hope I never forget them. Let's reconnect, yeah?
