Today, I learned that you truly can’t trust anyone.

But I hate that Fact.

That awkward moment when you just randomly feel really depressed.

Thinking back to the days when everything was fucked up makes me feel all shitty. Why can’t I just simply forget about the painful memories..?

“We can all feel a terrible anger at whoever, in their insane idea that this would help their cause, killed thousands of innocent people. But what do we do with that anger? Do we react with panic, strike out violently and blindly just to show how touch we are?”

So far, I feel like this won’t be my year. Aside from the separation of me and my friends, I just keep feeling lonelier and lonelier. Shitty in fact.