i never really knew who my real friends were, until i life goes real deep. at this point, all the depression, the pain, the sorrows and tears turn out to be the best helper that help me in revealing characters and taking off masks of people so that i can see clearly who they really are.
but as an anti-social girl who is comfortable being alone and does feel stronger when she is, i know that most of my "friends" don't ever bother being friends with me, and that's i am on my own to walk this phase through with.
i didn't think i would be here, this way. but here i am.
and wherever you are, it's okay not to have a good life, but i do hope you get a good night sleep at least.
god bless us.