I feel like my life is crumbling around me– like I’m losing friends. But these people never really were my friends were they? I was used, taken advantage of because I tried too hard to be liked by everyone. This petty stuff won’t matter once I get out of here. I need to get out of here. I can’t take it anymore. I just want to feel happy again and like my life has meaning to it– something that will keep me holding on and moving forward. I don’t want to look back anymore…
