I HATE this part of life, when you know your making the wrong decision and you just continue doing it. people warn you, and you can't accept the fact that their right. it's so hard to accept the fact that they're right. and still, it's hard for you to believe.
Sometimes at points, I don't know what to do. it's getting so hard, and there's no one you can talk to about it. and the people that were there, now suddenly aren't. it's amazing how one night can make such a big difference. I now am thinking of how life would have been different if I skipped that one day, I could be happy right now, with a smile on my face, instead of writing this with tears coming from my eyes.
It's so confusing, and I don't know what I'm gonna do, or what I should do, or if I should do anything at all. I hate adolescence, and I know you learn from your mistakes, but why do my mistakes have to be this big. But I guess I should have known this was gonna happen, and know I was gonna end up crying, cause anything that seems too good to be true, is.
