So I've come to a crossroads; And I've pretty much found out, I've just been wasting my time, and I've been just wasting all my energy and efforts into it. Why? I'm not entirely sure, not sure I ever will be. I'm just tired of trying and trying, with everyone and everything, and never being noticed or acknowledged, I'm not saying I want something like, omg look at Jeremy, but I at least I want to be seen, and recognized, and at least treated like a friend, rather then someone people only come to when they need someone to party with, or play football with, or someone they go to only when they need someone to talk to. I actually want to be wanted, and appreciated, for fucking once, but seeing how it isn't going to happen, I'm gonna go do what I want now, I don't give a fuck what others think. So with that said, I'm off, and I don't plan on being home for days. How fucking far have I come? Not a whole lot. I'm back to square one, with everything. Lets jump to square 12, where I'm taking the path of my friend, in a bathtub throwing up cause I'm too drunk for my own good. OH WAIT! I was already there last night! I'm getting a jump on it already ! Buh bye.