Recounting past events has helped reveal that you don’t give a damn about the days when you would live the words you wrote. Not the person who you were; I hate the person you’ve become.

for once i’m cool with myself.

and the new friends i’ve made. :]

i really should delete this, i never check it and every time i do there’s like 4 posts bashing me.

sheeeeeeit.

as much as everyone tells me i’m wrong.

as much as everyone says i’m a terrible person.

i don’t care.

i’m happy.

But idgaf what people think about me! Friends come and go so much I’m used to watching people storm out of my life.

I’m over it. :o]

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Funny how spending a few hours with you can make me not care about what everyone else thinks. I love you.

I’ll know my purpose, this war was worth it.
I won’t let you down, oh no no no.

That seems like the cool thing to do nowadays. -.-

This is where I say I’ve had enough, and no one should ever feel the way that I feel now.

It sucks that my only good friend got a job. I mean, it’s great for him! But now I never get to see him. He works weekend afternoons and nights now, and by the time he gets out of work, I already have to be heading home.

And it sucks even more that my other close friend is out hunting every weekend.

And it always seems like something comes up and I don’t get to see my girlfriend that often anymore. :[

Oh well, whatever. I’m always spent most of my time alone. Some things never change.