There comes a point in life where everything fails to make sense. When everyone you've known and truly cared for turn away from you; either in disgust, shame, hatred, or denial. People come and go, and you know this. But there are some people, the ones that you always thought would just come and never go, who up and disappear.
Where has the time gone? Where are the days with adventure? Meaning? Life? Ive grown up since 7th grade. Sure its only been about 2-3 years...but look at those years. Im a completely different person. From failed suicide, to constant drug and alcohol abuse, to burnt out nothingness. Im a mess in my head. I dont present it to anyone. I keep to myself. It seems like middle school was forever ago, but it really wasnt.
